She like to ski, a girl from Paris
So down to earth, queen of mountain breeze
She took a train, straight, to Chamonix
Where she learned to fly with her skis

It's easy to tell that she is a pro
This girl is getting out of control
The boys are no near her peaks and jumps
As she wiggle with her hump
Like a vine, she shine
Reaching up to the sky, high
So easy to tell that she is a pro
This girl is getting out
Out of control

(Wiggle, wiggle)
(Yeah, yeah)

First day off, down in the pool
Warm chocolate, beer in the afternoon
Her friends are hyped for after skiing
Where the band is singing 'Take On Me'
(Take On Me)

It's easy to tell that she is a pro
This girl is getting out of control
The boys are no near her peaks and jumps
As she wiggle with her hump
Like a vine, she shine
Reaching up to the sky, high
So easy to tell that she is a pro
This girl is getting out
Out of control

When the lights are dimming low
(So low, so low)
It's time to go home
She counts the rides
The mountains heights again
(Again, and again)
This girl is ready to get
Back on the set

It's easy to tell that she is a pro
This girl is getting out of control (that's right)
The boys are no near her peaks and jumps
As she wiggle with her hump (wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle)
Like a vine, she shine
Reaching up to the sky, high
So easy to tell that she is a pro
This girl is getting out
Out of control

(Oh)
Out of control