with my hair undone
in the front seat of his car
hes got a one hand feel
on the steering wheel
the other on my heart
i looked around,
turned the radio down
he said baby is something wrong
i say nothing i was just think
how we dont have a song
and he said
our song is the slamming screen door
sneaking out late
tapping on your window
when were on the phone
and you talk real slow
cause its late and your momma dont know
our song is the way you laugh
the first date man
i didnt 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
it gone all wrong
i'd been trampled on
and lost and thrown away
got to the hallway
well on my way
to my love in bed
i almost didnt notice
all the roses
and the note that said
our song is the slamming screen door
sneaking out late
tapping on your window
when were on the phone
and you talk real slow
cause its late and your momma dont know
our song is the way you laugh
the first date
man i didnt kiss her
and i should have
and when i got home
before i said amen
asking god if he
could play it again
la da da da da
i've heard every album
listened to the radio
waited for something to come along
that was as good as our song
cause our song is the slamming screen door
sneaking out late
tapping on his window
when were on the phone
and he talks real slow
cause its late and his momma dont know
our song is the way he laughs
the first date man
i didnt 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
uh uh yea
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!
