My Weekend - The Holdup

My Weekend - The Holdup

  • Year of release: 2012
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:31

Below is the lyrics of the song My Weekend , artist - The Holdup with translation

Lyrics " My Weekend "

Original text with translation

My Weekend

The Holdup

Woah,

Woah,

Woah,

‘Cause I aint thinking bout where I haven’t been what I haven’t done

Im still a kid, but I

keep saying back when I was young

‘Cause we all growing up fast

How long does youth last?

They say it goes too fast baby

Throwing out all the thoughts that keep me tied down

how 'bout we line up the shots and take ‘em right now

‘Cause all the women look hot on their night out

Im trynna see one use my shirt as a night gown

Cause every other night seems worthless

My heart never beats the same as the first kiss

Yeah tonight is the first night for everything

So we only meeting girls that we never seen

Im taking the night off, she takin' it right off

Know it’s going down soon as she shut the light off

Tonight is a pleasure, I’m down for whatever

Get it all done, long as we all together

I spend my weekend loving and drinking

it aint a secret, nooo,

I got a feeling that this aint real and

I think its too good to be true

Forget about the bills you haven’t paid

Forget about the good decisions that you haven’t made

Forget about the money that you probably should have saved

You can go back to working hard another day

we’re staying up all night writing songs

we’ve been working all week and the days are long

but right now is the moment I’ve been waiting on

Im faded off a couple doubles but im staying strong

‘Cause my kicks look clean

My moneys still green

This girl 22 but she acts 18

Damn she look mean

Damn she look mean

Wouldn’t be surprised if the girl was prom queen

Can’t hear a word, music full blast

and im squeezing through a crowed trynna move past

yeah these nights hurt my wallet, I abuse cash

but when you having fun, time and money move fast

I spend my weekend loving and drinking

it aint a secret, nooo,

I got a feeling that this aint real and

I think its too good to be true

What we gotta do before the bar close down

someone tell the waitress «one more round»

I aint leaving here before we do this right

someone call the cab and we all go home

‘Cause I aint sleeping in my bed alone

Im about to show you how to end a perfect night

I spend my weekend loving and drinking

it aint a secret, nooo,

I got a feeling that this aint real and

I think its too good to be true

I spend my weekend loving and drinking

it aint a secret, nooo,

I got a feeling that this aint real and

I think its too good to be true

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