Telefon Tel Aviv - My Week Beats Your Year | Текст песни

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I stepped off the plane
It was so fresh
I was at the club
It was so fresh

Sometimes things just have a way of making themselves clear
But most times I don't even care cause my week beats your year

I went to the show
It was so fresh
That drum at the bar
It was so fresh

Sometimes your eyes have a way it makes you drumming
Most times i don't even care because my week beats your year

I was at the party
And it was so fresh
I was looking so dope
And it was so fresh

Sometimes things just have a way of making themselves clear
But most times I don't even care because my week beats your year