Letra de Weekend - Peter Bjorn And John

A broken glass in a swimming pool
A fall in the dying afternoon
A breath of one last cigarette
You leave me scrolling on your telephone
Fading footsteps down the stairs
Trembling branches in the air
A whisper in a microphone
We're only good for a weekend

Through a gap in the broken wall
Half asleep in a new-built mall
Like Charles Darwin in a Disney World
I spot you scrolling on your telephone
You lick your gums, you eat your cheek
I'm movin' back to the exit
The sun beats down on the city street
We're only good for a weekend

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A broken glass in a swimming pool
A fall in the dying afternoon
A breath of one last cigarette

Only good
Only good for a weekend
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