Our Song taby ukulele według Taylor Swift

"Our Song"

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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
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He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
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The other on my heart
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I look around, turn the radio down
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He says baby is something wrong?
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I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song

And he says...

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Our song is the slamming screen doors,
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Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
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When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
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'cause it's late and your mama don't know
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Our song is the way you laugh
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The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
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And when I got home ... before I said amen
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Asking God if he could play it again


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I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
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Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
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And lost and thrown away
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Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
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I almost didn't notice all the roses
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And the note that said...

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I've heard every album, listened to the radio
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Waited for something to come along
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That was as good as our song...

Cause

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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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In the front seat of his car
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I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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And I wrote down our song