I Am Feeling Like A Million

Though I'm flat, though I'm broke,

Though I'm bent, I'm contented to never sigh,

As time goes by.

You know, there's a gleam in my eye,

And inside of my heart I'm a lucky girl,

There's a reason why;



I'm feeling like a million,

Though I haven't got a dollar, a shilling or a sou,

Still I'm feeling like a million,

And I want to get this over to you;



That I'm feeling like a million,

Though I haven't got a villa, a cottage or a bed

Still I'm walking like a million,

With my hat on the side of my head.



What's this thing that I've found

Through the days that I've clowned?

Is it you that's around?

I get a crazy feeling

I could jump up to the ceiling!



'Cause I'm feeling like a million,

Though I couldn't buy a stocking, a handbag or a glove

Still I'm feeling like a million,

Is it you, is it me, is it love?

Ohh!



I'm feeling like a million,

Though I haven't got a guinea, a lira or a sou,

Still I'm feeling like a million,

And I want to get this over to you;



That I'm feeling like a million,

Though I haven't got a mansion, a trailer or a fence

Still I'm walking like a million,

With my hat on the side of my head.



What's this thing that I've found

Through the days that I've clowned?

Is it you that's around?

I get a crazy feeling

I could jump up to the ceiling!



'Cause I'm feeling like a million,

Though I couldn't buy a stable, a diamond or a glove

Still I'm feeling like a million,

Is it you, ooh?

Is it me, ooh?

Is it love?