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6 l4 D0 J: m. T9 k1 OI was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car. x5 g( ^2 w9 j/ f
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: ^- x8 S5 o8 v' i3 Y0 @He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel' o, o" F; O" C$ b. N& Z( O" {! O
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+ H8 L: ], C2 N. M' E1 w. D6 WThe other on my heart
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I look around, turn the radio down& M! g' y% `; |) {( b
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$ p) ]4 N( e' F% f1 ~$ zHe says baby is something wrong?
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I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song7 n$ y& l) U" c. Z2 I2 a+ K! H+ F
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And he says... L! ~/ ~. A( x( m$ b( m' |
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+ m9 R- k+ o! u# x8 \$ ~, @Our song is the slamming screen door,% d. [+ ?. q, y
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/ q8 T0 P7 w b4 S& J5 F$ WSneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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$ t. q E9 S3 g$ v4 F1 ` m% ?3 G1 _When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow1 H% a3 e2 u6 t) X
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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$ g( W& O2 {+ h6 h3 ?( O# \5 _The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”# i% W" U& T. v1 y# H. [& @' I
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And when I got home ... before I said amen# y7 x, R" o& U" e
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Asking God if he could play it again
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+ E1 m/ R I/ I' q5 J5 X' GI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
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I) b1 V# b% {! L7 ?+ Y* hHad gone all wrong or been trampled on
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And lost and thrown a-waaay
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* n$ q, X( i! l5 GGot to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed+ w& s) p s9 C
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses
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And the note that said...& i5 \+ H) F2 {1 S) p
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) g6 F" k' x# G7 y- i3 TOur song is the slamming screen door,/ [0 c* [/ J+ v9 P
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow: d# ^! Y& I; O
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know+ ]% H5 g) e' R5 Z5 R% `$ t; ?
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again
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3 S* ]& {) o e% x* F0 c& II’ve heard every album, listened to the radio
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V: }. d; o( sWaited for something to come along1 K5 h9 I, x1 Z6 D, ]
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That was as good as our song
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" S0 N% V1 g' \Cause our song is the slamming screen door* h4 n2 q% x( J ?# Y
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Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
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When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow, M3 ]* q j5 K) ?2 q% Q
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. Q" I. \( c' v3 j2 yOur song is the way he laughs- J' D7 ~0 v' O, M( l. d# f
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6 I% N- d3 }% F* e3 `The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”" O8 B$ U# m$ Z) ]7 [% I- B
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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2 _2 ]: [/ s' l0 J TAsking God if he could play it again...
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea
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+ D/ m+ i$ Z6 i+ ?' ~In the front seat of his car
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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And I... wrote down our song--- |
發表於 2009-7-9 15:38
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