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 % g; Y5 O' [: G) O' r g s D Em, q$ b, A# s4 K2 M9 p( \6 r
He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel+ M$ [7 r( p* ]! Y/ e2 K( w
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The other on my heart : d. T0 F0 L$ C$ {! q- D( kD Em% q; R5 h. |" i9 e; m
I look around, turn the radio down2 g y1 A3 j! l& M8 p: K/ g
G A & m: S( i( c; a! gHe says baby is something wrong?3 z% t7 o/ w1 C2 s
D Em G A 7 f6 h/ \8 ]7 E3 wI say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song x, S7 s( I0 G- Q& WN.C m8 ?& H8 W/ G4 j& `) y
And he says... 8 b/ `% {( J7 i* Q1 b9 J" j2 {* r4 }
D Em $ c- j& X7 d' P4 J& JOur song is the slamming screen door,4 s# \6 L T6 L2 X
G A 6 A- t9 g0 s: u: A! sSneakin’ out late, tapping on your window( h: O8 W% S. }# }5 o) b v
D Em G 7 V" x0 y. q' l( ?# LWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow! {. P0 K( c6 D; G' k) K; a; h m
A D , V2 j# _8 ?7 f- c* q0 @Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know ! Z/ d: V' C1 b; q Em6 l& Y' \9 q7 Q+ `4 v
Our song is the way you laugh % x) I$ D) m, F: W0 m. d& I& X8 i G A2 |+ N; w. @: E8 g0 n; n- w
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have” . F6 Q) C Z3 x& D" H& w* }Em G Em 1 p$ I" ^+ F* t/ RAnd when I got home ... before I said amen % a3 [2 m$ l7 q. d G A' o& }7 w6 Z$ d$ c4 ?
Asking God if he could play it again 4 }6 b/ @$ ^/ x 9 t7 Y# ]% k" A$ l$ O) m' RD Em G A - w7 a8 z1 [: A, { q, G, c 3 h9 b$ u2 T2 J+ O! ]D Em G A! B9 o; A. Q+ e3 h# W9 q
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day, h% J9 J T" l i( ~! u4 a
D Em ' X( W5 W& ?6 ^1 _7 l0 t& V, r" J( cHad gone all wrong or been trampled on! z o( {0 e1 i( ]3 w4 o& N- c" ]' a
G A " |3 e% p- u( Q- w: _8 ^% o4 AAnd lost and thrown a-waaay : e1 g' ~. o! v. k1 hD Em G A i. G; L) v4 n- KGot to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed " Z- U8 t* |! j& P" H4 z9 V5 r, ?& }8 t D Em# W0 [% x" V: W' ^5 G) ^ W
I almost didn’t notice all the roses # M& o; B: v+ v7 }9 e5 P8 UG A0 L7 y& r; P9 ]& y$ H# `
And the note that said... 4 Y7 P& c* T7 Y k3 ?0 c ( \5 b9 d3 e$ y% Q+ d3 Q) g3 T' LD Em + u& n) f5 T( m; C4 t6 ?: D( T! ~Our song is the slamming screen door,* u/ D+ B9 i% e8 i7 x Q/ s
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window 8 E# U+ M. D1 x( {8 kD Em G: |5 B$ ~! f: u- F8 T/ `) M) b
When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow; i1 }, U# Y3 n& b8 c5 y3 c& P
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know 2 _0 ~6 h1 W- d5 q0 }1 E Em, k L- M) J8 T W
Our song is the way you laugh N$ l. s3 t$ n0 L G A # Y# S4 K' `! A; |The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”: V% O2 s3 d6 |
Em G Em % M9 j5 S! o0 w1 Y7 hAnd when I got home ... before I said amen3 D. B, o) z1 r9 v* e& G3 |1 R
G A ( K% }( b. j1 j# |" FAsking God if he could play it again) c) J% L9 p( m8 }& ^, l; O
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Da da da da! K& E0 P% d& x1 ^" Y: F
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I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio 0 v; N' B6 w* s$ ~8 }; Z7 pD A Em * k2 s3 F9 b3 X) |Waited for something to come along % o# p/ p; j. m: K* g G 9 M' Z4 a9 ~' Y2 TThat was as good as our song - ~9 ]) f& M2 i, U5 \% T9 P. A9 ]: q
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door5 r$ E) x+ U9 N* h/ Z% Q& N
G A D % a# m2 V: |9 z$ |; ~Sneaking out late, tapping on his window& s/ c) i& _/ Q% }% K8 i
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When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow . c; z/ s5 x, V- m' S! M7 j: {- C$ C A D2 `7 z6 U7 ~8 X, m- `! x
Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know ) u t6 |) e6 |' C Em 3 m3 g. P. ]) C/ `% gOur song is the way he laughs' {5 q- O" N0 p; \
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”. P5 _0 X8 N) p( f) }" h" U( t
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And when I got home ... before I said amen E' H2 U3 C2 s6 ?# E0 Q
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Asking God if he could play it again... 0 u+ ^- K. V. I# R, S. f$ G y/ _ _6 S+ I6 B: L* ?- f5 w
: r. y1 W; R3 G J4 M# J1 o D Em G A D Em G A # e* v4 Q. b$ s V6 w3 EPlay it again... oh o yea o yea yea 3 c* f% i; f$ \) \/ }2 v1 ]" R+ \# K! v F4 C3 Q8 C* ~7 z" `
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone5 v! E" i/ I3 Q o% M7 B
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In the front seat of his car 4 F6 y) }3 ? L8 o/ B2 xD Em) @4 \, X' ^5 y# x/ U
I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin0 L' ?- R0 o- Y) {8 e2 ?
G 6 B5 L- v7 t' c. e5 a xAnd I... wrote down our song---作者: cathy191919 時間: 2010-12-15 01:02
