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! [2 y( j' l7 h$ L8 `2 _I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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$ ^! X, j9 u3 t/ w" N$ X- yHe’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel- h' M& D* c. ~7 Z+ C5 o
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; ^; A5 j& _# B6 ^/ F6 l& ^5 N2 {The other on my heart' L( ~" l2 t( @) _9 z9 l; [5 C2 o) n
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I 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 song8 c$ C, ]! I& Y) Y5 h
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And he says.../ j6 t9 N5 j2 h+ v$ I P
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3 e$ {# v. U' `( D9 V8 GOur song is the slamming screen door,
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3 e( f3 E/ h# A; |! `3 Z' qSneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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: [( v+ a p' aWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know* V% d' W5 `1 T7 Y5 ]$ Z1 V* G9 s
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Our song is the way you laugh
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”# b7 i7 M7 [) z6 v
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And when I got home ... before I said amen/ H8 e) U8 d! X) l# `( V
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+ K2 F+ P, f& A3 ^Asking God if he could play it again. B& Y0 @; ?) z0 O' c
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; E% ^7 t) ` }' [8 ]! n u& T- f" r! n' JI was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day1 B2 V9 r. ^6 Z6 G
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
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And lost and thrown a-waaay( X7 c# P3 b' H1 S7 }
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Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed$ Q5 u: J* F) K( }4 C0 f
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8 d; `* r6 @$ J; n7 H3 x& m8 AI almost didn’t notice all the roses- |6 `- F( g$ }6 ^
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3 u( d! V2 O- J! M% d7 F- d/ R' J fAnd the note that said...3 `2 ~# V) L. _- n8 ?2 E7 P
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) B+ ?' g- m0 yOur song is the slamming screen door,1 D3 j( X e$ d/ T3 ^" Y9 _
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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* b7 }7 i" H: `1 P D# r: w! eWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow# c- f# j9 \/ t: z$ U
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0 P6 Z. V7 p/ S5 I- gCause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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( w$ V/ F8 v7 Z% j6 A. ~( G. h+ LOur song is the way you laugh, \! S G- G* S' y; M" V
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”
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) n% T; E' a2 g; y' @- E+ _Asking God if he could play it again
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" t4 t- J4 h8 ]) u8 K' BI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio. p8 ~0 [! G$ L! t' A- c; S1 g
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Waited for something to come along3 j5 { s( v& Y# t9 e# K
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That was as good as our song
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door8 ]3 F- ^3 i" L P) F
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When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
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Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know# m& O0 I4 d) W( T0 {# q$ @5 p
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I could have”- E- _2 h" t2 p' b; D* m
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; t$ x! H" P; m; AAnd when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again...
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; P4 e$ l5 R" a r/ @$ Y' EPlay it again... oh o yea o yea yea' W; G, s* s+ O
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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In the front seat of his car
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8 j) C; v/ ~; \I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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6 q' R! Q' K, n' ~) G1 b# FAnd I... wrote down our song--- |
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