I was never a huge Christie Allen fan, but I do have fond memories of this, which prompted much dancing on our chocolate shag-pile living room carpet (life in the seventies had its challenges) whenever it was played on Countdown. Even then I loved how ridiculous the lyrics are:
I really need intensive care;
he has a cardiac-arrestive stare.
We also now have the original 45!
That was her biggest hit, but her Wikipedia entry shows she had several more singles in a short space of time and was even voted TV Week/Countdown Female Performer of the Year two years in a row. She died only a couple of years ago and few outside Australia/NZ would know about her, which is a pity. She had a brief and literally shining career (she peaked simultaneously with Spandex and lip-gloss).
Anyway, in buying box lot #whatever, Mick not only inadvertently unearthed her finest moment, he practically reunited her entire oeuvre:
This is one seriously strange collection of records.
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