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 jungels 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 extreem 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 hea 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, . . . You hear her voice everywhere, taking the chair - . . Head over heels, breaking her way, . . .