Holly Mole

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