Little Miss S. – Edie Brickell & New Bohemians – letras

Shooting up junk in the bathroommakin it with punks on the floorlivin the scene of her limmisineLittle Miss S. in a mini dressliving it up to diein a blink of the public eyeday-glo point in an electric chairelectric dye in her lovers haira pretty sight in the middle of the nightmade up for everyone to seeswinging on the branch of a broken family treeyou got a lot of living to do without (x2)you got a lot of living to do without lifethe village idiots in her bednever cared that her eyes were rednever cared that her eyes were deadin the hours that her face was aliveit was the thing just to be by her sideyou got a lot of living to do without (x2)you got a lot of living to do without lifehey, alrightyou got a lot of living to do without (x2)you got a lot of living to do without lifeyou got a lot of living to do without (x2)you got a lot of living to do without life