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Tim McGraw 
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by Taylor Swift
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He the way my eyes shined
Put those stars to that night
I said that's a lie
a boy in a chevy truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him
All summer long
And then the time
We up to find
summer'd gone
And when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one we to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
you happiness
I you think little black dress
Think of my head on chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
There's a that you never read
Three summers back
It's hard not to it all a little
Bitter sweet
And looking on all the sad
It's nice to believe
you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one you danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I you that little dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
you Tim McGraw
I you think of me
And I'm for the first time since then
I'm on your street
And there's a letter left on your doorstep
And the you'll read
Is when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
So you'll turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness
I you think that little dress
of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you think of me
You think of me
He the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia to shame that night
I said that's a lie
Put those stars to that night
I said that's a lie
a boy in a chevy truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him
All summer long
And then the time
We up to find
summer'd gone
And when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one we to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
you happiness
I you think little black dress
Think of my head on chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
There's a that you never read
Three summers back
It's hard not to it all a little
Bitter sweet
And looking on all the sad
It's nice to believe
you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one you danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I you that little dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
you Tim McGraw
I you think of me
And I'm for the first time since then
I'm on your street
And there's a letter left on your doorstep
And the you'll read
Is when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
So you'll turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness
I you think that little dress
of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you think of me
You think of me
He the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia to shame that night
I said that's a lie
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