Texty:
Calvin Harris Ready For The 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,

She's the type of girl that makes you feel better. Don't matter how you used to feel. She's the kinda girl that follows with the weather. And the sun

I take a piece of paper and write your name You put it in your pocket and I did the same We love each other and that's for sure I live here without

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 (Thanks to Erik for these lyrics)

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 (Thanks to Erik for these lyrics)

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 (Thanks to Erik for these lyrics)

: Can you stay up for the weekend? And blame god for looking too old Can you find all that you stand for? Has been replaced with mountains of gold You

then I would disappear The love i get from you is something I cant chance Then I could let you slip away without a secong glance Why cant I realise, Im fighting for

a book and a nicotine patch It's for the taking All these girls are waiting Love's not god forsaking And that's worth celebrating It's for the taking