I was riding shot-gun with my hair undone我坐在副驾驶位上，披头散发in the front seat of his car在他车的前排He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel他一手控制着方向盘The other on my heart另一只控制着我的心I look around turn the radio down我左顾右看，关掉电台广播He says baby is something wrong他说咋啦宝贝I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song我说没啥啊 就是觉得为什么我们没有自己的歌呢And he says然后啊他就说Our song is the slamming screen door我们的歌是砰的关上的纱门Sneakin' out late tapping on your window深夜偷偷溜出去，敲你的窗户When we're on the phone and you talk real slow煲电话粥时你语调轻慢Cause it's late and your mama don't know因为已经很晚了，不想让你妈妈发现Our song is the way you laugh我们的歌是你的爽朗的笑声The first date man I didn't kiss her and I should have那是第一次约会啊 我应该吻她但是我没有And when I got home before I said amen所以当我回到家，在说出结束祷告的“阿门”之前Asking God if he could play it again我请求上帝 能否让这一切再重来一遍I was walking up the front porch steps我那时正踏上前门走廊的阶梯after everything that day疲惫的一整天Had gone all wrong and been trampled on一切都错了，一切都被狠狠的践踏于脚下And lost and thrown away我迷失于其中，好像丢弃一切Got to the hallway well on my way to my lovin' bed走上走廊，只想躺倒在我心爱的床上I almost didn't notice all the roses差点没看到那一大束的玫瑰花飘香And the note that said和那张卡片，上面写着：Our song is the slamming screen door我们的歌是砰的关上的纱门Sneakin' out late tapping on your window深夜偷偷溜出去，敲你的窗户When we're on the phone and you talk real slow煲电话粥时你语调轻慢Cause it's late and your mama don't know因为已经很晚了，不想让你发现Our song is the way you laugh我们的歌是你爽朗的的笑声The first date man I didn't kiss her and I should have那是第一次约会啊 我应该吻她但是我没有And when I got home before I said amen所以当我回到家，在说出结束祷告的“阿门”之前Asking God if he could play it again我请求上帝 能否让这一切再重来一遍I've heard every album listened to the radio我找遍了每一张专辑，收听着电台的歌Waited for something to come along等待某首歌响起That was as good as our song像我们的歌一样好听Cause our song is the slamming screen door我们的歌是砰的关上的纱门Sneaking out late tapping on his window深夜偷偷溜出去，敲他的窗户When we're on the phone and he talks real slow煲电话粥时他语调轻慢Cause it's late and his mama don't know因为已经很晚了，他妈妈还什么都不知道Our song is the way he laughs我们的歌是他的笑声The first date man I didn't kiss him and I should have那是第一次约会啊 我应该吻他但是我没有And when I got home before I said amen所以当我回到家，在说出结束祷告的“阿门”之前Asking God if he could play it again我请求上帝 能否让这一切再重来一遍I was riding shot-gun with my hair undone我坐在副驾驶位上，披头散发In the front seat of his car在他车的前排I grabbed a pen and an old napkin我抓起只笔 和随便一张旧的餐巾纸And I wrote down our song写下了属于我们的歌