[{"id":18610473,"name":"Vampire Weekend - Step (Official Lyrics Video)","trackName":"Vampire Weekend - Step (Official Lyrics Video)","artistName":"Vampire Weekend","albumName":"Vampire Weekend","duration":252.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Every time I see you in the world\nYou always step to my girl\n\nBack, back, way back, I used to front like Angkor Wat\nMechanicsburg, Anchorage, and Dar es-Salaam\nWhile home in New York was champagne and disco\nTapes from L.A. slash San Francisco\n\nBut actually Oakland and not Alameda\nYour girl was in Berkeley with her communist reader\nMine was entombed within boombox and walkman\nI was a hoarder but girl that was back then\n\nThe gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out\nWhat you on about?\nI feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones\nI'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house\nSuch a modest mouse\nI can't do it alone, I can't do it alone\n\nEvery time I see you in the world\nYou always step to my girl\n\nAncestors 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