Текст песни Head Over Heels, ABBA

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, 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