" So what's next?" I thought to myself
I heard the fiddles come in with the percussion
I recognized the song
It came out around when Chuck and I first go together
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 have never drove shotgun in Chuck's limo
I bet he has never too
But I have been in the back
Of the "sacred" limo
Chuck called it after our first time (my actually first time, but his first with me)
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 says...
Oh our song
I think it's got to be
With Me
Because it was playing
During the limo event
Our song is a slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
I remember when we first go together
And we didn't want anyone to find out
I'm pretty sure I did sneak out of my house at least once to see Chuck
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
I called him every night
Just to hear his voice
He always gave me comfort
And always made me happy and put a smile on my face
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, before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
We never really had a first date
But if I had to choose
It would be Victrola
That was when we first fell for each other
(Well that's when I fell for him)
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
I remember after all my Bulimia hardships
He was always there to give me comfort
This sounds tacky
But when I relapse he was the light of my life
(God that's tacky)
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...
I remember that one day when I came home from dinner with my mom near thanksgiving
He delivered some roses
And stayed the night
Because he knew how sad I was about my dad not coming
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, before I said amen
Asking God if he could play it again
I loved how no one knew about us then
It was like a game
(Which we all know we both love)
But it was game where no one got hurt
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...
The funny thing is
I know my music
And out of all the songs out their nothing beats
Mine and Chuck's song
Cause our song is a slamming screen door,
Sneakin' 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
Ha-ha I was such a loser then
After our infamous limo sex
I went home and bought With Me
Its now our wedding song and
My top played song in my library
