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 (she�s just one of those who always has to do whatever she please) And she goes Head over heels