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 its late and your mama 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
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