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Taylor Swift - Our Song Taylor Swift - Our Song | Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] |
D, Emi, G, A, x2
I was Driding shotgun with my Emihair undone in the Gfront seat of his Acar
He’s got a Done-hand feel on thEmie steering wheel
The Gother on myA heart
DI look around, turn the Emiradio down
He says Gbaby is something Awrong?
I Dsay nothing I was Emijust thinking how Gwe don’t have a Asong
And he says...
DOur song is the Emislamming screen door,
GSneakin’ out late, tapping Aon your window
DWhen you’re on the Emiphone and you talk Greal slow
Cause it’s Alate and your mama don’t Dknow
Our song is the Emiway you laugh
The Gfirst date “man, I didn’t Akiss her, but I should have”
EmiAnd when I got Ahome ... before I said aEmimen
Asking GodD if Ghe could play it again
D, Emi, G, A
DI was walking up the Emifront porch steps after Geverything Athe day
Had Dgone all wrong or been Emitrampled on
And Glost and thrown aAway
DGot to the hallway, Emiwell on my way Gto my lovin’ Abed
I Dalmost didn’t notice Emiall the roses
GAnd the note thatA said...
DOur song is the Emislamming screen door,
GSneakin’ out late, tapping Aon your window
DWhen you’re on the Emiphone and you talk Greal slow
Cause it’s Alate and your mama don’t Dknow
Our song is the Emiway you laugh
The Gfirst date “man, I didn’t Akiss her, but I should have”
EmiAnd when I got Ahome ... before I said aEmimen
Asking GodD if Ghe could play it again
D, Em, G, A Da da da da
D, Emi, G, A
I’ve Emiheard every album, listened Gto the radio
DWaited for Asomething to Emicome along
That was as Ggood as our song
DCause our song is the Emislamming screen door
GSneaking out late, tapping Aon his winDdow
When we’re on the Emiphone and he talks real Gslow
Cause it’s lateA and his mama don’t Dknow
Our song is the Emiway he laughs
The Gfirst date “man, I didn’t Akiss him, and I could have”
EmiAnd when I got Ahome ... before I said aEmimen
Asking GodD if Ghe could play it aDgaEmiin.G..A
Play it aDgaEmiin.G..A Ho yDeaEmi hoG yAea
I was Driding shotgun with my Emihair undone
In the Gfront seat of his Acar
DI grabbed a pen and an Emiold napkin
And I.G.. wrote down our song
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