Our Song-The Hit Crew Kids

歌手 : The Hit Crew Kids
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:22

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Our Song (我们的歌) - The Hit Crew Kids
I was riding shotgun 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 our song and he says
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late tapping 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
When I didn't kiss her and 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 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 note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late tapping 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
When I didn't kiss her and I should have
And when I got home before I said amen
Asking god if he could play it again
And I've heard every album
Listened to the radio
Waitin' for something to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date
When I didn't kiss him and I should have
And when I got home before I said amen
Asking god if he could play it again
Play it again oh yeah oh oh yeah
I was riding shotgun 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