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She's lookin' through the rearview mirror.
Her best friends are sayin' good-bye.
When the police came, they never saw her.
Pretty soon they'll find out why.
She's a girl on the run, just like her mascara.
Her heart's as torn as her clothes.
She almost broke down, just like her Karmen Ghia,
But she's hangin' on tight, like the polish on her toes.
Sunglasses and a baseball cap,
She walks into the store.
Her late ex-boyfriend's big news in the papers.
Before anyone sees her she walks out the door.
She's a girl on the run, just like her mascara.
Her heart's as torn as her clothes.
She almost broke down, just like her Karmen Ghia,
But she's hangin' on tight, like the polish on her toes.
And, oh, didn't he say he loved her.
And, oh, didn't he kiss and hug her.
And, oh, those other girls didn't mean a thing.
But, oh, look what trouble they can bring.
Postcard from somewhere near the border
Between the US of A and sweet Mexico.
Hugs and kisses, she finally made it.
Hey, she'll catch you later, but now she's gotta go.
She's a girl on the run, just like her mascara.
Her heart's as torn as her clothes.
She almost broke down, just like her Karmen Ghia,
But she's hangin' on tight, like the polish on her toes.
She knows she was right, and he would've hurt her
And there was no other way.
But she still can't believe that one moment
Brought her to where she is today.
She's a girl on the run, just like her mascara.
Her heart's as torn as her clothes.
She almost broke down, just like her Karmen Ghia,
But she's hangin' on tight, like the polish on her toes.
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