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)