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Vampire Weekend Lyrics


Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

Back, back, way back, I used to front like I was Don Juan
Couldn't settle down, couldn't find a girl to hold on
Used to get my roll on, hit the spots and stroll on
Now I found one with a hand I like to hold on
Every time I'm with her, dudes always wanna stare
I be staring back like, "You don't wanna go there"
Used to didn't care, now I hit you with a chair
If it just so happen, touch a string on her hair
Now me and shorty wop spending more and more time
So since she got my heart then I gotta have her spine
And if any fool try to come for what's mine
A pair of size nines where the sun don't shine
The sugar in my Kool-Aid, boo gets me through days
Swear to God, one day I might watch her throw a bouquet
Said, "Nowhere on this earth, nowhere in this world
I should ever, ever see you stepping to my girl"

That's my old girl, my old girl from college
I always think about her when the leaves turn orange
Yeah, we went to Wesleyan and she scoffed at Vassar
I met her at a wine and cheese, I looked right past her
Apparently, she would notify me right after
I smashed her the first night, the first pipe's the worst pipe
But after, I satisfied thirst like, "Mmm"
The pastor would satisfy the church like
She lived in WestCo and she studied frescoes
And head to toes, she stayed in the best clothes
I represent Queens, she would move out to Brooklyn
Never thought that she would have her precious heart took-en
By a shy, brown guy from Bellerose
That stayed in shell-toes, until Hell froze
Her freckles dance on her porcelain skin
It's like, she's got a special force within
And I been high, but ain't no higher place
Than alongside her by the fireplace

Act like you ain't even seen me standing next to her
I'll tie your kicks together if you ever try and step to her
Must be why you trippin' when I ask you, "Why you stressin' her?"
Passing notes and texting her, I'm 'bout to shoot the messenger
Used to smash, slap 'em on the ass and go away
They ask when I'ma call 'em and I hit 'em with a poker face
Coldest shoulder known to blow a load
Then leave 'em froze and skate
Magnum wrapper in the trash, I told them, "Nothing gold can stay"
Who's she? Guess I turned over a new leaf
Now I'm choosing groups 'A' through 'D' over groupies
Lose sleep, lately only counting on these two sheep
You and me, baby, skippin' town up on these coupe seats
Must've broke the mold when they made you
Probably broke a nail or two flippin' off these lame dudes
Hollerin' in plain view, on some, "What's your name, boo?"
Barely had a dollar and a dream, but it came true

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse, I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse, I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
(Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl)

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Ezra Koenig, Rostam Batmanglij, David A. Gates

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ivana

[Intro]
Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

[Verse 1]
Back, back, way back I used to front like Angkor Wat
Mechanicsburg, Anchorage and Dar es Salaam
While home in New York was champagne and disco
Tapes from L.A. slash San Francisco
But actually Oakland and not Alameda
Your girl was in Berkeley with her Communist reader
Mine was entombed within boombox and Walkman
I was a hoarder, but girl, that was back then

[Chorus]
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

[Refrain]
Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

[Verse 2]
Ancestors told me that their girl was better
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
I just ignore all the tales of her past life
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
Well, they didn't know how to dress for the weather
I can still see them there, huddled on Astor
Snow falling slow to the sound of the master

[Chorus]
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

[Bridge]
Wisdom's a gift, but you'd trade it for youth
Age is an honor, it's still not the truth
We saw the stars when they hid from the world
You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl
Maybe she's gone and I can't resurrect her
The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her
We know the true death, the true way of all flesh
Everyone's dying, but girl, you're not old yet

[Chorus]
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
[Outro]
Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl



Efe Egemen

Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

Back back way back I used to front like Angkor Wat
Mechanicsburg Anchorage and Dar es Salaam
While home in New York was champagne and disco
Tapes from L.A. slash San Francisco
But actually Oakland and not Alameda
Your girl was in Berkeley with her Communist reader
Mine was entombed within boombox and walkman
I was a hoarder but girl that was back then

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse,
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

Ancestors told me that their girl was better
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
I just ignored all the tales of a past life
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
Well, they didn't know how to dress for the weather
I can still see them there huddled on Astor
Snow falling slow to the sound of the master

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse,
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

Wisdom's a gift, but you'd trade it for youth
Age is an honor, it's still not the truth
We saw the stars when they hid from the world
You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl
Maybe she's gone and I can't resurrect her
The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her
We know the true death, the true way of all flesh
Everyone's dying, but girl you're not old yet

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse,
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone
[x2]

Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl



ataberk gungor

Back, back, way back
I used to front like Angkor Wat, Mechanicsburg, Anchorage and Dar es Salaam
While home in New York was champagne and disco
Tapes from LA&San Francisco
But actually Oakland and not Alameda
Your girl was in Berkeley with her communist reader
Mine was entombed within boombox and Walkman
I was a hoarder but girl, that was back then

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
What you on about?
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones

I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
Such a modest mouse
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

Ancestors told me that their girl was better
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
I just ignored all the tales of a past life
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
Well they didn't know how to dress for the weather
I can still see them there huddled on Astor
Snow falling slow to the sound of the Master



All comments from YouTube:

๓arᎥya

In an alternate universe where auto-generated captions are the actual lyrics:

Davy Roger

But then the lyrics sung will be the auto generated captions! Careful what you wish for

Wilo Polis

Haha yeah, this one reminds me of The National's songwriting. Legitimatelly really good lyrics tho

The name's Elaine

I have no clue what the song is even talking about but it somehow makes me feel happy and sad?? What is this??

Premium Fruits

The song is about his music. He explained it all in an interview years ago. Whenever he uses the word girl he's talking about either his music or other peoples'. It tells the story of how he used to be protective of his music and afraid of criticism, but he fell in love with it over time and now doesn't care what others think, he knows what he makes is good and he's confident because his music speaks for itself.

Wilo Polis

That's Vampire Weekend for ya

Tengku Chik

Thats mean this song is what ur brain wanted to listen to. The happiness you felt means you are free from the pain and the sadness you felt means you has realised the pain that you have been through

Can you See

Science, you can actually tell what mood a song is from different subconscious queues I believe

merve keskin

Magic

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Dwiki Ikhwan

Me: I'm pretty confident with english
Vampire weekend: Hold my beer

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