Molly’s Wild Ride

(one, two, three, four!)

She's tearing down the hallway like a freight train on a track

Chewing up the slippers and she's never looking back

(hey!) She's barking at the mailbox,

chasing shadows on the floor

Molly's got the spirit,

but we cannot take no more (hahaha)

Oh, Molly you're crazy,

you're spinning in a spin

Zooming round the backyard

again and again (whoa-oh) My wild little pup,

you are out of control

With a heart of pure gold

Digging up the flowerbeds,

covered in the clay

She steals the dirty laundry

just to run and play

(give it back!) A blur of brown and white,

she is flying up the stairs

Leaping off the sofa like she doesn't even care

Oh, Molly you're crazy,

you're spinning in a spin

Zooming round the backyard

again and again (whoa-oh) My wild little pup,

you are out of control

With a heart of pure gold

Yeah, you're crazy Molly (such a good girl)