Edie Brickell & New Bohemians - Little Miss S. Lyrics

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Little Miss S.

Little Miss S. Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Little Miss S. By Edie Brickell & New Bohemians?
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 |
Who Wrote Little Miss S. By Edie Brickell & New Bohemians?
Brandon Aly, Edie Arlisa Brickell, John Bradley Houser, John Walter Bush, Kenneth Neil Withrow
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What's The Duration Of The Little Miss S. By Edie Brickell & New Bohemians?The duration of Little Miss S. is 3:40 minutes and seconds. |
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