Thought I saw her standing there With her dark and dazzling hair But as I drove up It was another made girl Was a deer now she's a rat And I fear that's where it's at Squeezed me with her paws And left me paralyzed
Holly Mole is on the run She's the daughter of a gun And when you're burning inside There's nowhere to hide Phone was buzzing yesterday A crackling voice in my ear said Better change the lock Or I'll be wearing cement shoes She's been gone for ten years now The streets have settled down somehow But when I try to sing Out comes nothing but the blues Holly Mole is on the run She's the daughter of a gun And when you're burning inside There's nowhere to hide Holly Mole is on the run She's the daughter of a gun And when you're burning inside There's nowhere to hide Holly Mole is on the run She's the daughter of a gun And when you're burning inside There's nowhere to hide