Marcella:
Woke up this morning with a strange sense of dread
Stephanie:
Brewed my own coffee, made my own bed
Kate:
No breakfast laid out, no freshly baked bread
Everybody:
I had a pop tart instead
Fished through my closet to find a clean dress
Nothing’s been washed, the place is a mess, mmmmmmm
Look for my limousine, once more it’s not there
I can’t believe I’m not a millionaire

Where is the room that hosts my shoes
The snooty butler and private mews
My invitation to Elton’s bash
But most of all, where is my cash?
Awwwwwwww

Stephanie:
Dinner from Asda, no lobster in sight
Marcella:
Tears at the check out, this don’t feel right
Kate:
And as I lug my bags up three flights of stairs,
I can’t believe I’m not a millionaire
Aaah-uh
I can’t believe I’m not a millionaire
Aaah-uh
I can’t believe I’m not a millionaire