Little Miss Sunshine

Sunday morning She wakes up It's 3 in the afternoon Why bother with makeup Looking out For the sun She never thought she'd be the type To avoid the fun Sun rays are waiting for her at the door They're going really well with her new hair colour They've been waiting for her to wake up all morning in vain But Little Miss Sunshine prefers the rain Monday morning She passed out Finally a break From an eternity of doubt About whether or not It's useful To wake up the next morning To start to dig a hole Sun rays are waiting for her at the door They're going really well with her new hair colour They've been waiting for her to wake up all morning in vain But Little Miss Sunshine prefers the rain There are flowers that you cannot water There are souls on this earth you can not comfort It's a hand, an invite, not an obligation It's up to everyone to deal with their complexion Sun rays are waiting for her at the door They're going really well with her hair colour They've been waiting for her to wake up all morning in vain But Little Miss Sunshine prefers the rain Sun rays are waiting for her (nah-nah-nah) at the door They're going really well with her hair colour They've been waiting for her to wake up all morning in vain But Little Miss Sunshine prefers the rain