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 everyday
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 on going

Head over heels
Breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles everyday
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 on going

Head over heels
Breaking her way
Pushing through unknown jungles everyday
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