Shooting up junk in the bathroom
Makin' it with punks on the floor
Livin' the scene out of her limousine
Little Miss S. in a mini dress
Living it up to die
In a blink of the public eye
Day-glo point on an electric chair
Electric dye in her lovers hair
A pretty sight in the middle of the night
Made up for everyone to see
Swinging on the branch of a broken family tree
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
The village idiots in her bed
Never cared that her eyes were red
Never cared that her brain was dead
In the hours that her face was alive
It was the thing just to be by her side
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
Hey, alright
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
Little Miss S. Video (MV)
Performed By: Edie Brickell & New Bohemians
Length: 3:39
Written by: Brandon Aly, Edie Arlisa Brickell, John Bradley Houser, John Walter Bush, Kenneth Neil Withrow
Edie Brickell & New Bohemians - Little Miss S. Lyrics
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Shooting up junk in the bathroom
Makin' it with punks on the floor
Livin' the scene out of her limousine
Little Miss S. in a mini dress
Living it up to die
In a blink of the public eye
Day-glo point on an electric chair
Electric dye in her lovers hair
A pretty sight in the middle of the night
Made up for everyone to see
Swinging on the branch of a broken family tree
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
The village idiots in her bed
Never cared that her eyes were red
Never cared that her brain was dead
In the hours that her face was alive
It was the thing just to be by her side
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
Hey, alright
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
Makin' it with punks on the floor
Livin' the scene out of her limousine
Little Miss S. in a mini dress
Living it up to die
In a blink of the public eye
Day-glo point on an electric chair
Electric dye in her lovers hair
A pretty sight in the middle of the night
Made up for everyone to see
Swinging on the branch of a broken family tree
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
The village idiots in her bed
Never cared that her eyes were red
Never cared that her brain was dead
In the hours that her face was alive
It was the thing just to be by her side
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
Hey, alright
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without
You got a lot of living to do without life
Writer: Brandon Aly, Edie Arlisa Brickell, John Bradley Houser, John Walter Bush, Kenneth Neil Withrow
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group