Текст Calvin Harris – Ready For The Weekend

Counterfeit, counterfeit
That’s what you’re… shouting at me
I could run but I’d sooner have this
And amicably

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

Ooh, I put on my shoes and I’m ready for the 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 your in
I tell my good friends ‘get out the way’

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