She goes out every day to find the man with the dough
She feels rejection almost every day, though
Every man makes her feel so lost and so cold
It will get better, at least, that's what she's told
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm f*cking with Miss Fortune
You found me in Miss Fortune
She goes out every day to find the man with the dope
She takes three hits of it straight to the nose
Every drug makes her feel so lost and so cold
It will get better, at least, that's what she's told
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm f*cking with Miss Fortune
You found me in Miss Fortune
Miss Fortune
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm f*cking with Miss Fortune
You found me in Miss Fortune
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm drowning in Miss Fortune
I'm f*cking with Miss Fortune
You found me in Miss Fortune