This is the story of Anita Carroll
I heard she’s turned 50, but who here could tell
When you see her eyes gleaming like those of a child
Who’s waiting with a secret she can’t wait to tell
And I was once told of girl in a school dress
Already daring to stare down the nuns
Always been older yet somehow un-aging
Always so stealthy when banging on the drum
CHORUS
And who oo oo could give better counsel?
You’ve got to trust someone who can balance the light and the dark
A feather light touch without losing the weight of gravity
So cool in the heat but with a fire in her heart
Well can you see that sweet young Catholic (from Cheltnam)
Walking through Thailand in an opium daze
Dancing all night to the Dots and the Sports
Trying out anything that might help her find her way
She has no room now for simplified answers
Loves the detail of every turn in the road
Sees logic in the paths of the swirling stars
Finds thought in the body something like what some might call the soul
CHORUS
And who oo oo could give better counsel?
You’ve got to trust someone who can balance the light and the dark
A feather light touch without losing the weight of gravity
So cool in the heat but with a fire in her heart
It should be said that if you seek out said counsel
Do not go seeking before the clock’s well past noon
No point if there is any sport at all on TV
And you’re kidding if the ‘woods are playing anywhere at all near town
Oh and she might also be on the boogie board at Apollo Bay
Or out walking the dogs at any time of day
She might be having a massage or just whiling the time away
She might even be working listening closely to what other people say
CHORUS
And who oo oo could give better counsel?
You’ve got to trust someone who can balance the light and the dark
A feather light touch without losing the weight of gravity
So cool in the heat but with a fire in her heart
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