Comments [intro] [Long Intro] [Intro] (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo… doo-doo-doo-doo-doo…) Do-doo-doo-doo… Hairy Anne… Do-doo-doo-doo… Hairy Anne… Do-doo-doo-doo… what’s your plan… Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… [Verse 1] I met her at the corner of the five-and-dime She was combing out her secrets in the neon sign Had a coat made of questions and a determined stare And everybody whispered “look at her hair” She said “don’t be afraid of what you think you see” But what you can’t see is the best part of me [Pre-Chorus] And I tried to ask her where she’d been before But the wind got loud and slammed the door [Chorus] Oh Hairy Anne… She’s got mysteries tangled in her plan Oh Hairy Anne… She can vanish like grains of shifting sand You think you know her, then you don’t understand Oh Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo…) [Verse 2] She keeps a little notebook full of crossed out names From subway conversations and capital gains And she laughs like thunder in a paper cup Said “If you have nothing nice to say, then just shut up.” She said “everyone’s got fuzz they try to hide” Then she winked and took me for a wild ride [Pre-Chorus] And I swear I heard her name in someone else’s complaint I’m no sinner, I’m no saint [Chorus] Oh Hairy Anne… She’s got chaos gently held in hand Oh Hairy Anne… Like a puzzle no man’s meant to understand She’ll let you near but never where you land Oh Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo…) [Bridge] They say she once worked in a carnival With a man who swallowed swords standing next to her And if by chance you saw the show… She startled everyone in the front row But don’t believe that myth at all When I see her standing in the shopping mall [Verse 3] Now I read in a dusty traveling show About faces from a long time ago There was Annie Jones with her quiet grace Josephine Clofullia, that famous face They stood in lantern light and velvet thread Like stories that the newspapers misread And I wonder if they’d smile to see How Hairy Anne reminds me of mystery [Pre-Chorus] And the crowd all leaned in just to understand What time forgets but still holds in hand Like echoes drifting through the stand… [Chorus] Oh Hairy Anne… She’s a signal drifting through the land Oh Hairy Anne… Half a truth you can’t quite understand You reach for meaning, it slips through your hand Oh Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… [Outro] (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo…) Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… Do-doo-doo-doo… Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… Hairy Anne… [Outro] [End Now] [End]
