Karaoke Our Song

I was riding shot gun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He's got a one hand feel on the steering wheel the other on my heart
I look around turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong
I say nothing
I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says our song is a slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cos it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh the first date man
I didn't kiss her when I should have
And when I got home before I said 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'd been trampled on and lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses and the note that said
Our song is a slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cos it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh the first date man
I didn't kiss her when I should have
And when I got home before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
Lah dah dah tah
I've heard every album listened to the radio
Waitin' for something to come along that was as good as our song
'Cos our song is a slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'Cos it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laugh the first date man
I didn't kiss her when I should have
And when I got home before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again, hey
Play it again oh oh oh oh yeah, oh 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

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