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I look around, turn the radio down) u: q6 m3 F0 o6 E6 I) I/ q
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He says baby is something wrong?. M% c0 l% q7 }* l4 ^" ~
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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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" O6 e$ E" z D; COur song is the slamming screen door,/ k& S7 m: }, x, }# a* A
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window+ d1 {# S' O4 p
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know. K6 `$ M" o# ]4 P/ e0 p- d8 b
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The 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% V- Z" n/ ]; s* V& y
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; u" D' M0 C& l, c; a5 B j; E) ]/ {Asking God if he could play it again
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# p) A/ S! H4 l! _9 }$ `# ]I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
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q+ l* q1 T% C) D. t* y( jGot to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed
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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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l- Z [9 t: x, n& K( f, d' J z6 v" |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
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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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”
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" N O7 C/ w9 d( e* iAnd when I got home ... before I said amen
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7 e; h) m5 |% S& U& VAsking God if he could play it again0 C6 P: [& |3 S: Y
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I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio: A5 w4 b* l7 x8 i' D5 {3 I
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That was as good as our song
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K& u3 c: k9 cCause our song is the slamming screen door
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Our song is the way he laughs/ y8 |& ^, z0 i
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And when I got home ... before I said amen2 }- ?* o/ i) b) @- Y1 d$ R
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Asking God if he could play it again...& }1 G {5 T0 ?1 W4 V& }
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea
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/ ^2 J$ d2 }6 r7 e; }# t+ LI was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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0 [, I- f2 m0 D' }I, grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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2 ?* @, T3 v- ~, J# l3 w7 @5 cAnd I... wrote down our song--- |
發表於 2009-7-9 15:38
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