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8 p4 }; V! j* L6 l3 r! \* SI was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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v k2 ]; `0 O* qThe other on my heart2 b5 P; V# u% L$ X! x7 s
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3 K8 ]& a( j9 JI look around, turn the radio down
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He says baby is something wrong?0 v4 @- f& m- [( ?
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& T) g& y' J T" r5 hI say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song7 u1 {! o% q: W. S
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, q, z2 {% q& d& d! ?Our song is the slamming screen door,/ I% w! N9 ?& F& e
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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Our song is the way you laugh$ J/ C4 m' @# ^$ E) D* r
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6 I5 M7 U1 u! ~* K* p/ L- aThe 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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I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day( B8 S; J, E [7 g" @* |
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
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7 X: }" K! p; uAnd lost and thrown a-waaay: p, U5 T3 i' u; `$ W1 @7 E
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Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed7 h( ]/ H8 p5 o
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses
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And the note that said...
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) `0 N) J% A1 S- n* a7 uOur song is the slamming screen door,
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow* t3 h- k- N* K& B+ L8 h
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: @5 A$ q- ?- J# mThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
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]% W* M9 o. ~/ Y. `: P% a9 DAnd when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again
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Da da da da
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1 b- m- U4 b( V# SI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio; O" V w x: o' e& T) v- E
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Waited for something to come along) x8 ~& Y# }* B6 Q( S1 P( v" C/ w
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+ k3 j' j; m w- ^: v, KThat was as good as our song
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door- E' V* T2 w6 e. V1 P$ U; c) Z W
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Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
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Asking God if he could play it again...
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone0 y/ a- j/ Q1 q( K/ U9 J4 a5 j) c; `$ s
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin$ G) T/ Y* B! d5 D! n3 f
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發表於 2009-7-9 15:38
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