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, V5 J3 e4 C1 }3 O! XI was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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7 G! V% a9 _1 u' K0 {He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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* W' c) L: J& j lThe other on my heart. l/ I9 U1 r2 @0 H
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3 j, K, v& C |. {, ]& O7 ]+ mI look around, turn the radio down
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He says baby is something wrong?
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I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song
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3 R4 c0 d9 t$ l$ v$ O& B X R) yAnd he says...* v8 S4 {: r! z2 n+ a" D
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Our song is the slamming screen door,
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window- y, X2 k& p0 j- c: l6 l
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
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h0 N; j( f4 T m% \Our song is the way you laugh& M$ ~& @1 y6 x$ G2 p2 I
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”* E" f$ V' y& g! s* H( _ O- l
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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. p* P9 C5 y( j! G$ h" P) R+ y5 Y
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I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day0 Y/ _+ y6 _+ o, L0 j
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$ t, `$ W! v, ~. Q4 WHad gone all wrong or been trampled on5 x. Y; v) r2 {/ P4 O9 I( D7 c
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4 |5 k5 f* j5 E# QAnd lost and thrown a-waaay
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% |# B' h* q5 \9 b. _Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed
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4 t! c; Y) ~4 L2 m. AI almost didn’t notice all the roses! W* d: ~5 o6 U
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9 D: M9 c6 b. I+ S9 Y9 P3 e) k0 LAnd the note that said...
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, k# j0 G" R) ?& D8 `, KOur song is the slamming screen door,
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$ e) N3 m/ z% A3 W) F& gCause it’s late and your mama don’t know( v. r/ N( c7 |, r9 T3 L
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Our song is the way you laugh
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7 g3 [# x+ ], C' T) A* q1 Y5 G0 qThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
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" H7 m, C, `# I& _And when I got home ... before I said amen$ s9 A' `' q' C- V2 `
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Da da da da
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: F8 u( L- G$ M. g" m$ GI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio+ V* Y( o3 ^( G w; U4 G) f
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% X o4 H' k+ s$ nThat was as good as our song+ t& O0 n, Z" b! e- N
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door
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0 h+ @( h1 j( d# s+ x' F" p$ t3 @4 JWhen we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
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( o2 t; m9 u0 @1 j6 P6 MOur song is the way he laughs- h! T; s$ e, {* \2 Z1 ?3 [
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; }# b* {/ f5 c: q$ ?6 DThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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+ ~ b! N* M! x: Z+ o6 Y8 DAsking God if he could play it again...
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% q% }- s) D' f9 t( E$ Y+ N) s9 @) @/ Z( h FPlay it again... oh o yea o yea yea3 x3 U+ u, D0 r, e" f
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0 x! ]" X, h* Z9 t8 U0 O* CI was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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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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