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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car% a, N( O3 ^$ y; {, X! K
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He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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. E o+ H2 @7 [5 V! y, IThe other on my heart
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) o! D) }2 }% T! Y. w. h3 n5 dI look around, turn the radio down" ?9 G9 ]" C3 {; p5 O0 o
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6 m& b3 d. s( a- K% }He says baby is something wrong?" T2 z; r5 B; K( R+ G. H+ ]6 ]7 W, Y
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- N* P! u! M/ \* g% dI say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song9 ^6 n! h( W! N( E. |' {" Q
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- b) y, p" Y5 c; s( aAnd he says...
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Our song is the slamming screen door,1 e& d1 l. r5 W- h
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Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
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6 B& y2 n) ^$ E! N N' KWhen you’re on the phone and you talk real slow% d3 I$ s& A* g0 c1 c
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Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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2 p2 l1 J8 w, [2 o. bOur song is the way you laugh' [7 n1 g0 W+ f0 e4 j2 Y/ A
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”% {5 P" l) }! Z4 y! E/ n1 `
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2 V1 ]7 H. V' f7 r3 [And when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again. [ A0 a% K3 b, n6 |' l
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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+ Y+ B' ~- |& S
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And lost and thrown a-waaay
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8 C1 a4 S: w$ ~1 wGot 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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" V. C# l7 y2 ~And the note that said...
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; x5 j _# r lOur 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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% z9 `4 Y! E. _Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
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; A* n6 @# B( COur song is the way you laugh
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The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, but I should have”5 h4 ]& q- C! ]/ x4 h# w) ~
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$ P) S, J& T* `& LAnd when I got home ... before I said amen
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! w a. \* n. t* q) d* ^3 X5 N* B8 \Asking God if he could play it again
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Da da da da
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$ Q( A. T+ l: l5 n% l kI’ve heard every album, listened to the radio
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B) _, f" A" w$ X/ Z# v# jWaited for something to come along
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That was as good as our song* N# F8 S4 i& {& @, J6 ~% w/ l
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Cause our song is the slamming screen door
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Sneaking out late, tapping on his window! d2 i) V$ C0 B D( M$ c
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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 laughs% I4 P* W4 \" {1 u9 {
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3 p" E* T# ]0 l* I- _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" O9 L3 G" N- }3 E( c: | L
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1 y( h+ V! e6 ~Asking God if he could play it again...
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Play it again... oh o yea o yea yea8 M* K! v8 S& F$ ^! Q' s
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( [1 i/ u# m# h9 p1 ], wI was riding shotgun with my hair undone, o+ F( @0 a# ~, [
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* O" B/ ~ ]! J8 }- }3 ?& s: @I, 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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