Dawn Landes - Little Miss Holiday Lyrics
Four feet under the tableShoe strap stuck to an ankleNot much talk, no surprisesHollywood sympathizes girlsWorking girlsTwo working girlsOne's got twelve years on herHundreds of fans and a ride from motherOther one's know fifteen years'Bout Ninety five Johns, one brought her hereOh girls, working girlsTwo working girlsLittle miss holidayThey put you in a film but you couldn't playThe part of yourself okayThey showed your faceBut no one knew your nameRob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sinShe's got televisionCast herself in her own auditionLipstick and a kiss impressionHanging on the rim, something you don't mention to a girlA working girl, a real working girlIf I'd of known her betterI'd a wrote her name in a little letterTied some hundred dollar bills togetherBut sugar and spice don't stick togetherLike girls, working girls, two working girlsLittle miss holidayThey put you in a film but you couldn't playThe part of yourself okayThey showed your faceBut no one knows your name
