I Was Riding Shotgun With My Hair Undone Lyrics


I Was Riding Shotgun With My Hair Undone Lyrics By Taylor Swift. Main song words are 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 I look around, turn the radio down.

I Was Riding Shotgun With My Hair Undone Lyrics

I was riding shotgunWith my hair undoneIn the front seat of his carHe’s got a one-hand feelOn the steering wheelThe other on my heartI look around, turn the radio downHe says, “Baby is something wrong?”I say, “NothingI was just thinkingHow we don’t have a song”And he says…

Our song is the slamming screen doorSneakin’ out late, tapping on your windowWhen we’re on the phone and you talk real slow‘Cause it’s late and your mama don’t knowOur song is the way you laughThe first date: “Man, I didn’t kiss her, when I should have.”And when I got home … ‘fore I said, “Amen”Asking God if he could play it again

I was walking upThe front porch stepsAfter everything that dayHad gone all wrongAnd been trampled onAnd lost and thrown awayGot to the hallway,Well, on my wayTo my lovin’ bedI almost didn’t noticeAll the rosesAnd the note that said…

Our song is the slamming screen doorSneakin’ out late, tapping on your windowWhen we’re on the phone and you talk real slow‘Cause it’s late and your mama don’t knowOur song is the way you laughThe first date: “Man, I didn’t kiss her, when 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 radioWaited for something to come alongThat was as good as our song…

‘Cause our song is the slamming screen doorSneakin’ out late, tapping on his windowWhen we’re on the phone and he talks real slow‘Cause it’s late and his mama don’t knowOur song is the way he laughsThe first date: “Man, I didn’t kiss him, when I should have”And when I got home … ‘fore I said, “Amen”Asking God if he could play it againPlay it again

Oh, yeah…Oh-oh, yeah

I was riding shotgunWith my hair undoneIn the front seat of his carI grabbed a penAnd an old napkinAnd I wrote down our song

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