Текст песни Head Over Heels, ABBA
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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, RThat s all very fine Exert that will of your own When you re alone Now we d better hurryS 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 |