Luyện nghe bài hát Our Song

I was riding shotgun with my hair in the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand on the steering wheel
The other on my
I look around, turn the down
He says, "Baby, is wrong?"
I say, "Nothin', I was just how we don't have a song"
And he said,

Our song is a screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on window
we're on the phone, and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama know
Our is the way you laugh, on the first date
Man, I didn't kiss her, and I have
And I got home, before I said amen
Asking God if he could it again

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

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

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

'Cause our song is a screen door
Sneaking out late, on his window
we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause late, and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs, on the date
Man, I didn't him, and I should have
And when I got home, before I amen
Asking God if he play it again
Play it again, oh yeah, oh, oh,

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