Abba – Head Over Heels
I have a very good friend
The kind of girl who likes to follow a trend
She has a personal style
Some people like it, others tend to go wild
You hear her voice everywhere
Taking the chair
She´s a leading lady
And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going
Head over heels
Breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles every day
She´s a girl with a taste for the world
(the world is like a playing-ground where she goes rushing)
Head over heels
Setting the pace
Running the gauntlet in a whirl of lace
She´s extreme, if you know what I mean
Her man is one I admire
He´s so courageous but he´s constantly tired
Each time when he speaks his mind
She pats his head and says, that´s all very fine
Exert that will of your own
When you´re alone
Now we´d better hurry
And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going
Head over heels
Breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles every day
She´s a girl with a taste for the world
(the world is like a playing-ground where she goes rushing)
Head over heels
Setting the pace
Running the gauntlet in a whirl of lace
She´s extreme, if you know what I mean
You hear her voice everywhere
Taking the chair
She´s a leading lady
And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going
Head over heels
Breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles every day
She´s a girl with a taste for the world
(the world is like a playing-ground where she goes rushing)
Head over heels
Setting the pace
Running the gauntlet in a whirl of lace
She´s extreme, if you know what I mean
(she´s just one of those who always has to do whatever she please)
And she goes
Head over heels