I have a very good friendThe kind of girl who likes to follow a trendShe has a personal styleSome people like it, others tend to go wildYou hear her voice everywhereTaking the chairShe's a leading ladyAnd with no trace of hesitationShe keeps goingHead over heelsBreaking her wayPushing through unknown jungles everydayShe's a girlWith a tasteFor the world(The world is like a playing-groundWhere she goes rushing)Head over heelsSetting the paceRunning the gauntlet in a whirl of laceShe's extremeIf you knowWhat I meanHer man is one I admireHe's so courageous but he's constantly tiredEach time when he speaks his mindShe pats his head and says: That's all very fineExert that will of your ownWhen you're aloneNow we'd better hurry"And with no trace of hesitationShe keeps on goingHead over heelsBreaking her wayPushing through unknown jungles everydayShe's a girlWith a tasteFor the world(The world is like a playing-groundWhere she goes rushing)Head over heelsSetting the paceRunning the gauntlet in a whirl of laceShe's extremeIf you knowWhat I meanYou hear her voice everywhereTaking the chairShe's a leading ladyAnd with no trace of hesitationShe keeps on goingHead over heelsBreaking her wayPushing through unknown jungles everydayShe's a girlWith a tasteFor the world(The world is like a playing-groundWhere she goes rushing)Head over heelsSetting the paceRunning the gauntlet in a whirl of laceShe's extremeIf you knowWhat I meanI think she's one of those whoAlways likes to do whatever she feelsAnd she goesHead over heels