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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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0 C5 Q8 v x5 i( dHe’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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The other on my heart) Q3 P2 \" X. F" T; {
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I look around, turn the radio down
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6 s. w9 u' \3 R7 WHe says baby is something wrong?
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* h! m, H# y/ D: x, E- W' L9 f/ Z0 DI say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song0 `8 h0 ?5 n( |) D
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And he says...* V2 Z" B! }1 {! L# J: [0 j
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Our song is the slamming screen door,1 @' C& G' |) v- i$ b; V; n
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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" E7 m7 ^" E' p: ~7 T$ [2 p3 M; qWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
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, ], f& x8 [9 i- k; l* w7 {Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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% Q8 o3 d+ c7 N5 D0 o4 KOur song is the way you laugh
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- j! `2 v. C8 v$ OThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”9 G& g# J5 L7 f: R3 H8 Q2 r
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( }. h' a- A) q: c8 [2 c$ {And when I got home ... before I said amen, c1 Z; I4 b" A. i* L7 w5 ~
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Asking God if he could play it again8 c( c3 e, U. _ ]7 X! [
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2 n. g' ?8 Q9 w( m8 r2 S5 DI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on$ I$ w1 M# E/ s
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And lost and thrown a-waaay& N2 g$ {9 J W6 Q
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# A; A5 x" |+ ]0 w8 ~Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses
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) ~1 h R& l n: ^& H UAnd the note that said...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,4 x$ U$ q1 j0 d1 O
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
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! I4 q( O0 k k d/ { E9 KCause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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$ d: ], p/ I1 TOur song is the way you laugh6 Z% [' r, c* | s8 j2 }" `
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”/ U: U* e% o9 p" E/ D7 V
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6 s6 `) ?) ~+ l" H6 a6 HAnd when I got home ... before I said amen. ?, u: m- b2 w3 n9 T$ f( t
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Asking God if he could play it again) s+ B }3 W; ^, {0 h/ ~
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. ^+ K% m% N* Z/ bI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio
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: |; O, q; e7 ^, v# S1 @/ y% ?Waited for something to come along
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% u+ r( F# \ z, V" ]& DThat was as good as our song
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% O6 z1 z% q& L/ z8 T tCause our song is the slamming screen door
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9 Q! x. F z, a: ?2 n" [$ y+ cSneaking out late, tapping on his window
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) `9 g7 ~9 a$ F( [7 s7 VCause it’s late and his mama don’t know0 I e$ {0 [9 j3 O3 q+ a& }; K
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3 m/ ~6 s7 H8 o0 d6 O% }0 i% I: NOur song is the way he laughs
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4 w! m) L. \; B4 y* }9 P: t2 GThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”
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$ K( i' z4 k @$ X FAnd when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again...5 p0 s. p% x) \! ^7 }1 \
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea+ e+ t% G# M% v3 |
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone2 P6 U0 ]3 d+ l$ [
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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& {& _) G# @. SAnd I... wrote down our song--- |
發表於 2009-7-9 15:38
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