Our song taylor swift

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I 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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The other on my heart
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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 song
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And he says...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow/ H' x0 u! S  p1 u+ I
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know( s& k3 `' p: k2 W6 F- v
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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”% k8 J" u. Q$ }3 p# v' k* p
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And when I got home ... before I said amen2 T' x" P% I+ ~3 \; N
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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
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Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
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And lost and thrown a-waaay1 n, @, F% T/ }$ M& n9 d
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Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed1 G) C5 V9 {) d. W5 P
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I almost didn’t notice all the roses& U% Q5 G5 X+ E. ^( Y$ {
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And the note that said...3 Z+ R, X, X7 C7 @9 I
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Our song is the slamming screen door,
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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When you’re on the phone and you talk real slow+ A1 G3 Y) s8 r' r. O
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know9 s4 F9 I4 ?6 j# ?! W# B6 a
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Our song is the way you laugh, d; [5 L% O! ?; e$ w* |: D; u
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”) F6 F$ G- n( R
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And when I got home ... before I said amen( y5 u* n# R8 g2 n; W- C, K7 [
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Asking God if he could play it again* q2 F5 D! L# w  z

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I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio" [3 {. E& Z1 ~) P8 o1 P- U
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Waited for something to come along& n) R3 \) K+ D* R  h
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That was as good as our song

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Cause our song is the slamming screen door; a. j; q8 E4 N2 [% `; L
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Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
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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
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Our song is the way he laughs5 X* T4 w. a! u; Y2 p" P
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The 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 yea: U! X3 L, n, w0 C5 R4 W1 J3 y' l3 w
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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone5 b+ o& z! W7 ?2 y
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In the front seat of his car
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I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin1 ]7 Z+ k" r+ }1 @& M& C6 P0 H
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And I... wrote down our song---