Ready for the Weekend

  • 專輯:Ready For The Weekend
  • 發行:2009-08-17
  • 演唱:Calvin Harris
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作詞:Adam Richard Wiles
Counterfeit, counterfeit
That's what you're shouting at me
I could run but I'd sooner have this
And I make her bleed
Lick the blood stain from your finger
Say what do you see?
Remind you that whatever you get is
What you want it to be
You get a feeling, that's what you choose
And I was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you're waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state you're in
I tell my good friends, get out the way
Of all the lightning hitting the trees today
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
Coming back, coming back
To a place where I never knew
Pushing knobs, pushing faders
But I don't know what they do
This reflection in my mirror
Reminds me of you
When I tilt it towards the sunlight
You fall out of view
You get a feeling, that's what you choose
And I was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you're waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state you're in
I tell my good friends, get out the way
Of all the lightning hitting the trees today
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend


      • 專輯:Ready For The Weekend
      • 發行:2009-08-17
      • 演唱:Calvin Harris
      字型

      作詞:Adam Richard Wiles
      Counterfeit, counterfeit
      That's what you're shouting at me
      I could run but I'd sooner have this
      And I make her bleed
      Lick the blood stain from your finger
      Say what do you see?
      Remind you that whatever you get is
      What you want it to be
      You get a feeling, that's what you choose
      And I was told there was not a minute to lose
      So if you're waiting, jump out your skin
      To find a cure for whatever state you're in
      I tell my good friends, get out the way
      Of all the lightning hitting the trees today
      We get a thrill from clapping our hands
      We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      Weekend, weekend, weekend
      Coming back, coming back
      To a place where I never knew
      Pushing knobs, pushing faders
      But I don't know what they do
      This reflection in my mirror
      Reminds me of you
      When I tilt it towards the sunlight
      You fall out of view
      You get a feeling, that's what you choose
      And I was told there was not a minute to lose
      So if you're waiting, jump out your skin
      To find a cure for whatever state you're in
      I tell my good friends, get out the way
      Of all the lightning hitting the trees today
      We get a thrill from clapping our hands
      We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      Weekend, weekend, weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      Weekend, weekend, weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      Weekend, weekend, weekend
      I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend
      Weekend, weekend, weekend

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