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, N" r6 f. m- u; w' CI was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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! P/ k6 T. p* Q$ g. [/ S: OThe other on my heart
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' `' \0 M, c+ ?" E3 qI look around, turn the radio down
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8 z& w, R9 |8 sHe 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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, q- |, Y2 K2 b: }& H( {2 ]- ZAnd he says...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,. Y* \" T$ X( }; x6 }7 N
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window) P) t' J$ ?& B- f, _
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3 i/ c8 C" P5 ^2 z8 S0 O7 `" YWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow3 e" }" Q+ a- b/ c
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" K: X# k, a* H! zOur song is the way you laugh8 n+ y7 Y$ g9 q7 v! _ Q
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”& P; ?! O: b9 p3 }. z+ U
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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$ e, ~8 j9 o, D n/ N5 W
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3 u7 q& R& Y- `& S: ~/ W9 x4 CI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
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2 m& I( f; x/ e5 @$ r8 z& E6 hHad gone all wrong or been trampled on
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2 l, p4 z7 V) [, H6 NAnd lost and thrown a-waaay. }1 z5 A1 @+ r' ]8 a
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2 l$ U( |0 t6 O* t. S( `Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses0 w, u0 C' R. F
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And the note that said...; u' C8 R% Y a" l
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" M- c5 n1 z* Y# p& r, @/ q6 POur song is the slamming screen door,! a* l- f2 n+ \7 E& c: T
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know3 I( U( _/ z! ]
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Our song is the way you laugh
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5 _5 J7 S; h+ q9 XThe first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”6 \2 k; q2 |9 e
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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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8 P! V% ~3 P! Y9 i& \+ ?$ c! zI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio: r2 g J7 E5 x ]' D" s8 H
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Waited for something to come along$ Z6 E) [1 L' T0 Q" Z# R" ~: z
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That was as good as our song
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1 Q* H' K% D. @# c- _Cause our song is the slamming screen door
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When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
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Our song is the way he laughs
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2 f+ y& e) e( \& R( U' a9 yThe 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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Asking God if he could play it again...
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea0 k8 |- K8 J2 c4 I/ v+ n( v
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( J' L4 N4 \, a( F$ N3 \ kI was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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; X9 f+ n, P& F2 F! p* tIn the front seat of his car$ p( Q% X' S9 K7 G# {
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1 J/ M7 I% @. Y; NI, 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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