Pete Townshend
Holly Like Ivy
I went to Dallas, December ‘82
The cafe society is nouveau new
Surrounded by model girls and guys in boots
I watched as they conspired to take the parking lot due us
Looking back on a cherished memory
A strange conception seems to follow me
Holly's like ivy
She grows on ya
I realize that all the beautiful girls
Were lost like gems of uncultured pearls
Now Holly is behind me and I’m far from the place
I've got this burning sensation where she brushed my face
Looking back on a cherished memory
A strange conception seems to follow me
Holly's like ivy
She grows on ya
Looking back on a cherished memory
A strange conception seems to follow me
Holly's like
I know now that I must hurry back there
And look for Holly with her long brown hair
I was pricked by saffron leaf
But all I want for Christmas is her two front teeth
Looking back on my cherished memory
A strange conception seems to follow me
Holly's like ivy
She grows on ya
Holly's like ivy
Grows