It Turns Your Head Around

Well you know me, I've got it made With my silver ball and chain I eat caviar at least twice a day Drink my champagne in the rain My daddy's never here Mummy's such a dear Brother's on the game He says it helps keep the blues away Turns your head around Well you know me, I've got it made On a solid golden plate I'll bleed from you but you won't get it from me What I want is what I take My best friend's such a bitch She's got the seven year itch My sister's just the same But me, I could drown in pink champagne Turns your head around