Bijou Phillips - Little Dipper lyrics

By the pond, in the water

Catching frogs, in the summer

That formation of the stars, we call Little Dipper

I'm too busy with my dolls to go down and eat dinner

Warm memories of visits to my mothers (x3)

Playing dress up in the closet

Sniffing through her bindles and bonnets

Running fast and falling hard

Steal the keys and drive real far

Sleeping through the afternoon

What's the point in going through

Warm memories of visits to my mothers (x3)

And sweet little mind corrupted over time

It doesn't matter why

I sure couldn't tell you it's fine

I could watch you all night long

Drinking booze til the break of dawn

If I practice really hard

I could be an alcoholic and, well

Take my pain with dignity

Don't you think that brave of me

And I see you're scared of me

I would be petrified

Warm memories of visits to my mothers (x4)

Warm memories