I was ridin' 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 somethin' wrong
I say nothin'
I was just thinkin' how
we don't have a song
And he says
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 when I got home
Before I said Amen
Asking God if he
could play it again
I was walkin' up the
front porch steps
after everything that day
Had gone all wrong
and 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
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 when I got home
Before I said Amen
Asking God if he
could play it again
Da da da da
I've heard every album
Listened to the radio
Waited for somethin'
to come along
That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the
slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late
Tappin' 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
Man 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 again
Play it again again
Oh yeah eah eah eah eah
Huh oh yeah
I was ridin' 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
