Luyện nghe bài hát Our Song

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front of his car
He's got a feel on the steering wheel
The on my heart
I look around, turn the down
He says, "Baby, is wrong?"
I say, "Nothin', I was just thinkin' how we have a song"
And he said,

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

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

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

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

'Cause our is a slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, on his window
we're on the phone, and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late, and his mama know
Our song is the way he laughs, on the date
Man, I kiss him, and I should have
And I got home, before I said amen
God if he could play it again
Play it again, oh yeah, oh, oh,

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