Calvin Harris

Ready For The Weekend

Calvin Harris

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Ready For The Weekend (2009)

Ready For The Weekend testo

Counterfeit, counterfeit
That’s what you’re…shouting at me
I could run but I’d sooner have this
And I make her bleed
Liquid 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 your 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.

Oooh, I put on my shoes and I’m ready for the weekend x4

Coming back coming back
To a place where, I never knew.
Pushing knobs, pushing faders,
But I,don’t know what to 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 your 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.

Oooh, I put on my shoes and I’m ready for the weekend

Ascolta Ready For The Weekend - Calvin Harris