Our song Taylor Swift

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I was Driding shotgun with my ehair undone in the Gfront seat of his Acar
He’s Dgot a one-hand feele on the steering wheel
The Gother on myA heart
DI look around, turn the eradio down
He says Gbaby is something Awrong?
I Dsay nothing I was ejust thinking how Gwe don’t hAave a song
And he says...

DOur song is the eslamming screen door,
GSneakin’ out late, taApping on your window
DWhen you’re oen the phone and youG talk real slow
Cause it&rsAquo;s late and your mama Ddon’t know
Our song is the eway you laugh
The Gfirst date “man, I dAidn’t kiss her, but I should have”
eAnd when I got Ahome ... before I said aemen
Asking GodD if Ghe could play it again

D e G A

DI was walking up the efront porch steps after Geverything Athe day
Had Dgone all wrong or been etrampled on
And Glost and thrown aAway
DGot to the hallway, ewell on my way Gto my lovin&rAsquo; bed
I Dalmost didn’t neotice all the roses
GAnd the note thatA said...

DOur song is the eslamming screen door,
GSneakin’ out late, taApping on your window
DWhen you’re oen the phone and youG talk real slow
Cause it&rsAquo;s late and your mama Ddon’t know
Our song is the eway you laugh
The Gfirst date “man, I dAidn’t kiss her, but I should have”
eAnd when I got Ahome ... before I said aemen
Asking GodD if Ghe could play it again

D  e  G  A Da da da da
D e G A

I&rsqeuo;ve heard every album, lisGtened to the radio
DWaited for Asomething to ecome along
That was as Ggood as our song

DCause our song is the eslamming screen door
GSneaking out late, tapping Aon his winDdow
When we’re oen the phone and he talksG real slow
Cause it’As late and his mama Ddon’t know
Our song is the eway he laughs
The Gfirst date “man, I dAidn’t kiss him, and I could have”
eAnd when I got Ahome ... before I said aemen
Asking GodD if Ghe could play it aDgaein.G..A 

Play it aDgaein.G..A Ho yDeae hoG yAea

I was Driding shotgun with my ehair undone
In the Gfront seat of his Acar
DI grabbed a pen and an eold napkin
And I.G.. wrote down our song


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