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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car' y% F2 h- r1 J* R: N
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4 @- r# Z+ N. p5 S% Z! ^He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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3 a$ N3 V# V4 Z) i' K! Q! cThe other on my heart2 y+ G& ^. c L0 m
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! x) y6 q. B( n4 ^- J7 n' QI look around, turn the radio down
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. h0 {) H5 x; w# p, p$ R6 l* _3 t% [He says baby is something wrong?; s, G3 V5 h2 K
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I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song& {5 @! @! \0 j
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And he says...
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0 v! b/ d. e$ E) N7 I, I' P( IOur song is the slamming screen door,
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window" M% [. w3 Y4 i
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: k1 N/ V$ X* I: eWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know v6 D% o' {1 b0 h
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4 h1 L& p, E b4 @) ^4 P! H8 UOur song is the way you laugh/ o% j7 F0 Z( |! |
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” c- ^4 w9 \# _% q. k# U
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And when I got home ... before I said amen8 V/ B" u; {9 N3 b
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, w/ V3 T- H1 ^2 t) K% S% D6 GAsking God if he could play it again4 l7 f$ |/ {) V0 j0 ]. u
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0 K% k! f2 H- c j9 T# Z; pI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day/ m/ d0 r! c6 y' D
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
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$ Y% u/ J& \; {3 W, c, WAnd lost and thrown a-waaay! j/ @1 v. Z8 z3 u8 [
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Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed" } P4 v) M, \, ?: C
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses6 V9 V0 ^# ^! m
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And the note that said...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,: {5 f+ E& W& b6 |* |
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window% h9 Z0 E+ x0 Q$ m1 x- G% m
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know$ ~( _5 w" B; b9 b8 U
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0 c! k, c! U6 z9 }The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
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; z5 f0 M, {& B: G5 ~And when I got home ... before I said amen! w0 J& c$ w7 Y8 a6 ^
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Da da da da
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I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio" U5 t6 }2 O& G& ^; N$ n3 _
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' C& u! e% J) h8 j8 jWaited for something to come along0 b! ]+ K- A* ^# x b8 N& M% Z) [
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When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
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$ g2 Y. K; @1 QOur song is the way he laughs
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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0 D3 H5 e; y1 |& U1 m5 zAsking God if he could play it again...
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) `( T$ `6 t- C. n6 lPlay it again... oh o yea o yea yea1 Z, a3 o8 T# E2 Y' V/ o
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) T1 A7 k6 l7 w* }I was riding shotgun with my hair undone$ R1 f4 w# f+ H) h* ^; n
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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And I... wrote down our song--- |
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