I have a very good friend
the kind of girl who likes to follow a trend
she has a personal style
some people love it others tend to go wild
you hear her voice everywhere
taking the chair
she's a leading lady
and with no trace of hesitaition she keeps going
Head over heels
breaking her way
pushing through unknown junlges 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 constatly tired
each time that he speaks his mind
she pats his head and says that's all very fine
exert that will of your own
when we're alone
now we 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
