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Our Song 
Medium
by Taylor Swift
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I was ridin' shotgun with my 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
the radio down
He says
"Baby, is somethin' wrong?"
I say
"Nothing, I was just thinking"
"How we don't a song"
And he says
Our is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The date
Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have
And when I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
God if he could play it again
I was walking up the front steps
After everything that day
Had gone all or 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 said
Our song is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause 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, and I should have
And I got home 'fore I "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
...
I've heard album
Listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on his window
we're on the phone and he talks slow
'Cause it's and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date
Man, I didn't kiss him, and I have
And when I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
it again
(Oh yeah...)
I was ridin' with my hair undone
In the seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I our song
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
the radio down
He says
"Baby, is somethin' wrong?"
I say
"Nothing, I was just thinking"
"How we don't a song"
And he says
Our is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The date
Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have
And when I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
God if he could play it again
I was walking up the front steps
After everything that day
Had gone all or 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 said
Our song is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause 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, and I should have
And I got home 'fore I "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
...
I've heard album
Listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on his window
we're on the phone and he talks slow
'Cause it's and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date
Man, I didn't kiss him, and I have
And when I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
it again
(Oh yeah...)
I was ridin' with my hair undone
In the seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I our song
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