Little Miss Holiday - Dawn Landes

Four feet under the table

Shoe strap stuck to an ankle

Not much talk, no surprises

Hollywood sympathizes girls

Working girls

Two working girls

One’s got twelve years on her

Hundreds of fans and a ride from mother

Other one’s know fifteen years

'Bout Ninety five Johns, one brought her here

Oh girls, working girls

Two working girls

Little miss holiday

They put you in a film but you couldn’t play

The part of yourself okay

They showed your face

But no one knew your name

She’s got television

Cast herself in her own audition

Lipstick and a kiss impression

Hanging on the rim, something you don’t mention to a girl

A working girl, a real working girl

If I’d of known her better

I’d a wrote her name in a little letter

Tied some hundred dollar bills together

But sugar and spice don’t stick together

Like girls, working girls, two working girls

Little miss holiday

They put you in a film but you couldn’t play

The part of yourself okay

They showed your face

But no one knows your name