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 |# b* {5 Y8 ~- j+ t$ ~2 N
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He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel 2 e2 G9 u! M9 c1 p+ q9 s G A% b# X- u0 Q) i/ B4 H
The other on my heart8 a* \! l7 z8 S; k
D Em # H( ]$ ^9 ^5 V7 s+ L1 hI look around, turn the radio down6 {! E1 a! Q- ?
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He says baby is something wrong?+ s4 U% _6 P( w0 d
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I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song 9 [! F5 W7 T: G/ N' C, @2 @N.C % C B. ~+ l% z3 E6 uAnd he says... V8 P* D2 r, w' M$ ~! e" u- A
& x8 U5 u' \3 m" B& rD Em 7 ~" y# H4 X4 A1 q4 ?& {5 [Our song is the slamming screen door, - X9 T6 y3 i! P/ \G A% o4 j3 x3 L. z6 j
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window; H5 u) E/ g1 |5 V
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow : W3 ]% c1 L$ D7 d7 d3 f A D / _, s- d# {9 k, q; R! _8 RCause it’s late and your mama don’t know6 C, q! ]; q' J
Em j+ l, Z9 |4 G' v1 a5 L7 t! Y+ |Our song is the way you laugh 5 p; `3 A% |& Y/ ? G A . v8 B) S# }* k7 M1 Z" c" dThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” - Y& r! i# D# F3 l: n, qEm G Em & Y: v; Q: J/ M- t2 G* S! l! oAnd when I got home ... before I said amen K. z( Y9 _0 i$ Z, c
G A # n! u) `& N2 xAsking God if he could play it again0 q V7 g% t4 _4 ~
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D Em G A : m6 @* f- { Y7 Z' XI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day ( p* m3 C( A W g D Em$ h: G5 f! Q3 r) o8 t
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on, ~7 Y$ k+ U9 a/ G
G A : T L$ r4 V* I7 F, K& GAnd lost and thrown a-waaay : y$ r0 W# h& b1 x. PD Em G A ( b) ^2 [) }1 A3 AGot to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed o- f4 o: n, t/ v
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses: t( C. ?, E D3 l. j- Z: ?
G A 9 @! H+ q: k" O1 ]And the note that said... 4 J) D5 n E& D5 L4 T; E# e7 c) I8 |
D Em 5 W$ \5 ^2 T. q, bOur song is the slamming screen door, - `. b$ G. g& @5 H2 h9 zG A% k1 \; I1 \, V1 k+ H
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window5 I2 V( x n; v- Q4 x2 e$ o: h* @
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow 5 I, y3 V3 Q6 G n; B/ u A D5 b, ^6 R9 g+ f0 L. _4 x' D
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know8 j+ U, }6 m% ]
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Our song is the way you laugh3 q5 O' j. R2 g& f8 ~3 a
G A " B F9 v2 J: fThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” ( s( o. ?8 x/ Z# W! aEm G Em 4 K0 |; u" e3 f3 hAnd when I got home ... before I said amen ) a; h. u( i0 X4 ? G A 2 o: ~1 i2 W: Q, I/ Y5 }Asking God if he could play it again. y& ^7 f0 C( m
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I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio # g9 R# X5 }0 H2 ~8 TD A Em 4 D7 K) \4 I9 h& @8 FWaited for something to come along ! [+ m7 r* b) _9 {9 H& u$ ? G ( A1 ^) H% F6 R) k( V, ?4 C; uThat was as good as our song/ g% ]- M2 q: b9 P# U
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door + Y( _* w, M8 {" K! _9 ZG A D 0 m7 `, W) o/ a/ r) B# Y2 J+ c- p& }Sneaking out late, tapping on his window7 p# q' F. ~; `3 x) z) c. p
Em G - a# ~+ [6 d( J" M; d8 ]( qWhen we’re on the phone and he talks real slow 9 }5 o$ u/ P/ c A D $ X- {: _6 s: g, a. xCause it’s late and his mama don’t know 1 F: E" X# r4 {* V Em* R' H/ v$ {$ Z2 c
Our song is the way he laughs 9 g, A" n: f0 V" @+ Y5 D o G A + I# W! g$ i y' uThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”0 j( G. L0 P! k4 t: S
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And when I got home ... before I said amen ; e3 U9 f7 j- }. ~# N9 e G A D Em G A& u8 G0 L( b" }9 X; w
Asking God if he could play it again...* Q, r8 H. ?1 h+ w
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea z* d. U! i. L" L& K; d$ m% s9 T
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone ! a0 H6 `+ L& u9 A" i G A) r( |5 }! y W0 Q& M% }- e
In the front seat of his car( x; v3 H. w! M8 v
D Em . c" ]- |6 S) nI, grabbed a pen and an old napkin 6 N7 \/ q. y7 p6 I4 l G ( r9 p5 G+ X/ \ a. XAnd I... wrote down our song---作者: cathy191919 時間: 2010-12-15 01:02
