Testo: 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