I've never had a filling and I've got blue eyes   I've got every kind of lipstick you can buy   I've got three cupboards for my shoes   And a mirror that always tells the truth   I've got clothes in case it's hot   Clothes for when it's cold but still I don't know what to wear   What to wear tonight      I've got the concentration of a small child   Patience   Well   Not all the time   A wounded look and a silly smile that always gets me what I want   I've got a garden but it has no grass   It's got plastic chairs and the table's glass   My cat at home thinks it's a dog and who am I to judge if that's all      I've got a lot of cards on my shelf   Every one of them written to myself   I've got a million pounds in the bank   (Don't be silly you haven't been to a bank in your life)   There's a woman next door who robbed a bank   A man upstairs who likes to drink and sing to us at three in the morning   I've got five best friends   Two parents and a brother   And a man at home who likes to think that every song's written for him   So this one's for you