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