Little Miss S.

Shooting up junk in the bathroom

Makin' it with punks on the floor

Livin' the scene 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 in 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 eyes were 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