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 Berkley 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 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
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 Berkley 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 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
“Step” foi escrita e composta pelos membros da banda Ezra Koenig e Rostam Batmanglij.
A produção da faixa contou com a colaboração de Ariel Rechtshaid ao lado de Rostam Batmanglij.
Foi lançada como o quarto e último single do álbum “Modern Vampires of the City”, terceiro disco de estúdio da Vampire Weekend.
A canção recebeu inspiração da música “Step to My Girl”, do grupo de hip‑hop americano Souls of Mischief.
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