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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
\nhe's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
\nthe other on my heart
\nI look around, turn the radio down
\nhe says baby is something wrong?
\nI say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
\nand he says...<\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/p>\n

Our Song is the slamming screen door
\nsneakin' out late, tapping on your window
\nwhen you're on the phone and you talk real slow
\ncause it's late and your mama don't know
\nour song is the way you laugh
\nthe first date \"man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have\"
\nand when I got home...before I said amen
\nasking God if he could play it again<\/p>\n

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
\nhad gone all wrong or been trampled on
\nand lost and thrown away
\ngot to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
\nI almost didn't notice all the roses
\nand the note that said...<\/p>\n

(Repeat Chorus)<\/p>\n

I've heard every album listened to the radio
\nwaited for something to come along as good as our song...<\/p>\n

Cause our song is the slamming screen door
\nsneaking out late, tapping on his window
\nwhen we're on the phone and he talks real slow
\ncause it's late and his mama don't know
\nour song is the way he laughs
\nthe first date \"man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have\"
\nand when I got home...before I said amen
\nasking God if he could play it again<\/p>\n

Play it again, Play it again
\noh yeah uh huh yeah<\/p>\n

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
\nin the front seat of his car
\nI grabbed a pen and an old napkin
\nand I...wrote down our song<\/p>\n

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