400th post :D
Happy four hundredth post!
HAHAHAH, anywayyyyy, playing mahjong yesterday,
I kept rolling the dice and the number was 7, 7, 7.
only a 6. Cooooooooool.
HAHAHAH, anywayyyyy, playing mahjong yesterday,
I kept rolling the dice and the number was 7, 7, 7.
only a 6. Cooooooooool.
Taylor Swift--Our SongI 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 said...
(CHORUS)
"Our song is a 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 'n' 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...
(CHORUS)
Our song
is a 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...
(CHORUS)
Cause our song is a slamming screen door
Sneaking 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, before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
Play
it again... 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