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Our Song
I was riding shot gun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car he got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel the other on my heart I look aroung turn the radio down He says baby is something wrong I said no nothin i was just thinkin' how we dont have a song
And he said our song is a slam the screen door sneaking out late tapping on your window when were on the phone and you talk real slow cause its late and 'Cause it's late and your momma dont know our song is the way you laugh first date man' I didnt kiss her and I should have and when i got home and i prayed amen asking god if he could play it again
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day had gone all wrong I been trampled on and lost and thrown away Got to the hallway well on my way to my love in bed Almost didnt notice all the roses and a note that said
our song is a slam the screen door sneaking out late tapping on your window when were on the phone and you talk real slow cause its late and 'Cause it's late and your momma dont know our song is the way you laugh first date man' I didnt kiss her and I should have and when i got home and i prayed amen asking god if he could play it again
Ive heard every album, listened to the radio waiting for somethin to come along as good as our song.... cause our song is the slam the screen door sneaking out late tappin on his window when were on the phone and he talks real slow cause it's late and his momma dont know our song is the way he laughs, on the first date, man i dint kiss him and i should have and when i got home and before i said amen asking god if he could play it agian oo play it again o yeah
I was riding shot gun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin and I wrote down our song
