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
(I think she's one of those who always
Likes to do whatever she feels)
And she goes
Head over heels