標題: Our song taylor swift [打印本頁] 作者: fb00079051 時間: 2009-7-9 15:38 標題: Our song taylor swift
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car : ]. L G8 F$ `' z- { D Em ( P/ P; z0 z; Y* b2 o+ J% SHe’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel0 p- s) R1 h4 _" ]* C
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The other on my heart. O& ~- X) o) V7 Q ~
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I look around, turn the radio down0 y0 R& \! X" y
G A 7 @6 C- b2 x; A7 u" mHe says baby is something wrong?* P+ G O+ `% k, h
D Em G A ( }9 \& u7 v# l0 S3 [) |I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song0 i" p) T c$ C
N.C 9 N0 l$ |' y: h* A9 w+ _And he says... 0 S$ F! i3 X' x ? s: D 4 S1 P* _! b4 @* }0 mD Em # p$ W# K4 I" L3 Z2 IOur song is the slamming screen door,- x9 ~( y3 X# [- l
G A $ a6 z7 j. U; ~3 \Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window 3 U' C5 c8 E5 k, M0 ? h" ND Em G 2 d! h6 ]) H. \1 R( hWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow : P- g) L& R: W( q( K0 _ A D& b- O. ^; s2 D6 P+ w, \; p- O
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know 0 B/ v" F* w- U3 t1 {( Y Em: z! |5 d% s4 g4 S! a; c/ f
Our song is the way you laugh 9 I3 H: D; T: {( ? G A - _! P+ h( `2 i/ Q$ ?" |The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”1 ~. W6 k! ]) H$ X% I& ^
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And when I got home ... before I said amen' _/ Z8 o6 C) L7 t, P0 k5 Y5 I% j
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Asking God if he could play it again 0 P& ?( f, @0 T, B* V2 J* w9 M' x
D Em G A 8 y. ?4 [. W; L t& t # ?5 a' s% R0 n; G. B9 a6 hD Em G A ' z @7 {1 Y' sI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day . X5 d" p! B4 m! {# N) C D Em 6 b( @8 j/ z0 k5 XHad gone all wrong or been trampled on 4 }5 }: Q0 d* y) N5 D G A 7 V" w; B T- f oAnd lost and thrown a-waaay 1 `$ k9 Y6 C. T6 p- ]1 nD Em G A # s: n1 N; N( H, b' H$ Y( R) A, A& TGot to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed$ N, L- t2 G* j
D Em 9 N5 e; x9 T( j. OI almost didn’t notice all the roses) M: g# q7 @; c
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And the note that said...1 b) R) e) F$ M$ i% o
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D Em : k: Y. t6 {# |- i% \5 `7 ?Our song is the slamming screen door, ' a+ h1 B: H- q% F9 b( e# y- nG A # A4 P$ `8 {! |Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window & R9 G; N/ z% ~3 i) Z: P8 \) f' {D Em G/ j9 V- S1 G% z+ S4 V
When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow L$ `: S2 P; ^/ _ O A D8 ~ c" B0 N j7 l; I! n
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know 9 `% [0 j; t/ K* u# ?3 [" B Em4 f! l3 ]; i. o/ |/ Y' Y: U
Our song is the way you laugh: G3 r8 o$ `% N: Z
G A . @7 H) V! A- w* W% e4 ]The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” 1 i+ t9 a7 g+ u) T' Q, ?- ~$ f/ S, ]Em G Em. Y& \( X- J; [7 i3 U, E
And when I got home ... before I said amen$ x- u7 B- P# l: J) m
G A 8 u5 ]7 }+ W1 Y1 y9 JAsking God if he could play it again ( M, S0 H. D3 h. N9 ]0 [0 Z! d3 ]- L5 J2 F
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I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio' ~# y8 Q: \: u- M, E6 \
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Waited for something to come along 0 R2 u1 O* h0 U" L G2 q. _2 c4 _( J/ }, e
That was as good as our song4 s3 O( I+ t# A0 x0 H
2 h8 w) m9 s2 v7 X+ YD Em + @' K4 u3 Z ~5 ^! _: ^+ OCause our song is the slamming screen door 3 U+ I, E9 O1 m% d% d' c" G) T9 Y) nG A D: ^. T8 e. {; ^4 n& O$ x, ^
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”8 U3 H* Q5 w, ?6 H$ G% V; [
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And when I got home ... before I said amen 5 s) {9 a' G/ j9 {; ^5 L4 m- n G A D Em G A 6 y& E" T {1 O: IAsking God if he could play it again... ) J! n4 \1 L; G: R) R + |. _5 A, o% v* V0 e9 H5 n * s1 U. K) M- }6 M$ j* m9 V1 U D Em G A D Em G A " R9 e3 C" b! {5 ? aPlay it again... oh o yea o yea yea : q/ m6 X) x# e Z1 ], Y% l) [6 b5 Q) l5 l% I
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin . {% F3 I+ E4 V G . s5 ~$ |# o3 |2 L( N+ F4 hAnd I... wrote down our song---作者: cathy191919 時間: 2010-12-15 01:02
