Weekend Love Songtext
von Carly Rae Jepsen

Weekend love, eyes like invitations
One seat left and you moved over
And it was on
Conversation was more than ordinary
Young girl bought the things you sold her
And on and on

Summertime flies and
We got a little bit older
Got me so high, but
Everybody comes down (Everybody comes down)
Working it out
Working it out


Alright, guess it was a past life
I haven′t seen you around
But it's alright, I′m alright (Ah)
Soft light hits me on the High Line
So go on foolin' around
I'll be alright, I′m alright (Ah)

Life goes on, New York, new arrangements
No more sleepin′ on your shoulder
I'm movin′ on
In the park, there's a violin beginning
Like a movie kind of closure
And on and on

Summertime flies and
We got a little bit older
Got me so high, but
Everybody comes down
Working it out
Working it out


Alright, guess it was a past life
I haven′t seen you around
But it's alright, I′m alright (Ah)
Soft light hits me on the High Line
So go on foolin' around
I'll be alright, I′m alright (Ah)