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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 (yeah..yeah...yeah) 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 say Chorus: cause our song is the slamming screen doors sneak it late tapping on your window when were on the phone and you talk real slow cause it's late and youre mamma don't know |