Doing Really Well Thanks
(Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha)
I was only passing through
Catch up with my parents, take some books from my old room
They'll sit on my dresser in the city where I'll move
I love the way my face looks in the windows of the tube
It started like a hall of mirrors
And all these suited men
"The city is a buffet just don't fill up on the bread"
Is what my best friend told me when I described how we met
As if the lord himself gave me a novelty-size check
I thought "God, you're a generous man"
So, please don't ask me how I am
I think you knew the answer when you went to kiss my hand
Oh you know the reason I am here
It's not the spiral staircase, it's not the chandeliers
Oh I'm doing really well thanks
I look after myself thanks
I don't need ya
Yeah I'm doing really well thanks
I do not need ya help thanks
Don't need it
Don't you pity me (Don't you pity me)
At least I do my cryin' on Egyptian cotton sheets
Who would've thought that little miss Most Likely to Succeed
Would be conducting business from the back of a limousine
Pull up the partition, one condition
Please don't ask me how I am
I think you knew the answer when you went to kiss my hand
Oh you know the reason I am here
It's not the spiral staircase, it's not the chandeliers
It's that time again
You've got work at nine am
I sleep better on your bathroom floor than I do in my bed
Oh what must you think of me
Please, don't tell them what you've seen
I've done awful things for money but you've all done worse for free
It's that time again
You've got work at nine am
I sleep better on your bathroom floor than I do in my bed
Oh what must you think of me
Please, don't tell them what you've seen
I've done awful things for money but you've all done worse for free
Oh, please don't ask me how I am
I think you knew the answer when you went to kiss my hand
Oh you know the reason I am here
It's not the spiral staircase, it's not the chandeliers
Doing really well thanks
I do not need ya help thanks
I'm doing really well thanks
I do not need ya, do not need ya
Doing really well thanks
I do not need ya help thanks
I'm doing really well thanks
I do not need ya, do not need ya
(It's that time again
You've got work at nine am)
I sleep better on your bathroom floor than I do in my bed
Oh what must you think of me
Please, don't tell them what you've seen
I've done awful things for money but you've all done worse for free
I was only passing through
Catch up with my parents, take some books from my old room
They'll sit on my dresser in the city where I'll move
I love the way my face looks in the windows of the tube
It started like a hall of mirrors
And all these suited men
"The city is a buffet just don't fill up on the bread"
Is what my best friend told me when I described how we met
As if the lord himself gave me a novelty-size check
I thought "God, you're a generous man"
So, please don't ask me how I am
I think you knew the answer when you went to kiss my hand
Oh you know the reason I am here
It's not the spiral staircase, it's not the chandeliers
Oh I'm doing really well thanks
I look after myself thanks
I don't need ya
Yeah I'm doing really well thanks
I do not need ya help thanks
Don't need it
Don't you pity me (Don't you pity me)
At least I do my cryin' on Egyptian cotton sheets
Who would've thought that little miss Most Likely to Succeed
Would be conducting business from the back of a limousine
Pull up the partition, one condition
Please don't ask me how I am
I think you knew the answer when you went to kiss my hand
Oh you know the reason I am here
It's not the spiral staircase, it's not the chandeliers
It's that time again
You've got work at nine am
I sleep better on your bathroom floor than I do in my bed
Oh what must you think of me
Please, don't tell them what you've seen
I've done awful things for money but you've all done worse for free
It's that time again
You've got work at nine am
I sleep better on your bathroom floor than I do in my bed
Oh what must you think of me
Please, don't tell them what you've seen
I've done awful things for money but you've all done worse for free
Oh, please don't ask me how I am
I think you knew the answer when you went to kiss my hand
Oh you know the reason I am here
It's not the spiral staircase, it's not the chandeliers
Doing really well thanks
I do not need ya help thanks
I'm doing really well thanks
I do not need ya, do not need ya
Doing really well thanks
I do not need ya help thanks
I'm doing really well thanks
I do not need ya, do not need ya
(It's that time again
You've got work at nine am)
I sleep better on your bathroom floor than I do in my bed
Oh what must you think of me
Please, don't tell them what you've seen
I've done awful things for money but you've all done worse for free
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Writer(s): Ellie Bleach
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