I was ridin' shotgun in the front seat of his car He's got one hand on the steering wheel, the other on my heart Look around, turn the radio down He says "Baby, is something wrong?" I said "nothing, I was just thinking how we don't have a song." And he says: Our song is the slamming screen door Sneaking out late and 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 "Man I didn't kiss her, I should have." When I got home 'fore I said "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again. I was walking up the porch steps after everything that day Had gone wrong and got trampled on and lost and thrown away. Got on the hallway to the way to my loving bed. I almost didn't notice all the roses and the note said: "Our song is the slamming screen door, Sneaking out late and 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 "Man I didn't kiss her, I should have." And when I got home 'fore I said "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again. I've heard every album, listened to the radio. Waited for something good to come along. That was as good as our song. Cause our song is the slamming screen door. Sneaking out late and tapping on his window. When we're on the phone and he talks real slowm. Cause it's late and his mama don't know. Our song is the way he laughs. Our first date "Man I didn't kiss her, I should have." And I got home 'fore I said "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again. Oh yeah, Oh, oh, yeah. Riding shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car. I grabbed a pen and a napkin, And wrote down our song.
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 a 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: "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have." And when I got home ... 'fore 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 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 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: "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home ... 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again 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 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: "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home ... 'fore 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
The fact that I addicted to this song so so much!😫her songs always make my mood back good!❤I can't stop singing yeah! Btw this song came out when I was 3 years old and now 2024 I'm 16😭 masterpiece of all the time✨
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 something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore 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 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again 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 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, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again Oh, yeah Oh, 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
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 something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore 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 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Asking God if he could play it again 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 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, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have" And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again Oh, yeah Oh, 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
I was ridin' shotgun in the front seat of his car
He's got one hand on the steering wheel, the other on my heart
Look around, turn the radio down
He says
"Baby, is something wrong?"
I said "nothing, I was just thinking how we don't have a song."
And he says:
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late and 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 "Man I didn't kiss her, I should have."
When I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again.
I was walking up the porch steps after everything that day
Had gone wrong and got trampled on and lost and thrown away.
Got on the hallway to the way to my loving bed.
I almost didn't notice all the roses and the note said:
"Our song is the slamming screen door, Sneaking out late and 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 "Man I didn't kiss her, I should have."
And when I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again.
I've heard every album, listened to the radio.
Waited for something good to come along.
That was as good as our song.
Cause our song is the slamming screen door. Sneaking out late and tapping on his window.
When we're on the phone and he talks real slowm. Cause it's late and his mama don't know.
Our song is the way he laughs.
Our first date "Man I didn't kiss her, I should have."
And I got home 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again.
Oh yeah,
Oh, oh, yeah.
Riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car.
I grabbed a pen and a napkin,
And wrote down our song.
its a bit wrong
@@KittyClearyI hand wrote it so I may have missed some lyrics but it's not letting me edit it.
the fact that I've had this song memorized for years 😩😩
sameee
SAME😂
girl who hasent
SAME
Same !!!! 😂😅
its so surprising to think that Taylor had an accent like this; sometimes she puts it into her other album concerts, though :>
LOVED THIS ERA
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 a 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: "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have."
And when I got home ... 'fore 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
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 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: "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
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
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: "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home ... 'fore 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
this song>>>
The fact that I addicted to this song so so much!😫her songs always make my mood back good!❤I can't stop singing yeah! Btw this song came out when I was 3 years old and now 2024 I'm 16😭 masterpiece of all the time✨
I LOVE THIS SONG ❤
I love this song sm
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 something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore 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 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
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
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, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, 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
0:03 our song my favorite ❤❤❤
my friend shared me this and omg i love it 💗💗
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The fact this was uploaded 13 days ago
me and my mom scream this song
Idk how, but we got this song at our group dance.. (its jazz and a lil bit contortion)
Suena bien a taylor fetuslloro
👏👏👏👏👏💋💋💋💋💋
0:11 my fav pEY
Best Part:0:32-0:57
Your content is so fetch 😴😴
Stop trying to make fetch happen! It's never gonna happen
@@EughhBrothereughh we wear pink on Wednesday’s
I WAS RIDING SHOTGUN WITH MY HAIR UNDONE IN THE FRONT SEAT OF HIS CAR
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HES GOT A ONE HAND BALE ON THE STEERING WHEEL THE OTHER ON MY HEARTTT
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I was ridin Shotgun with my hair undone In the Front seat do his Car:….
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pin bcz this song sped up devours and because ur amazing and deserve the world.
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 something wrong?"
I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore 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 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, "Man, I didn't kiss her and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again
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
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, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen"
Askin' God if he could play it again, play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, 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
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