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Tim McGraw 
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de Taylor Swift
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He the way my blue shined
Put those Georgia to shame night
I said that's a lie
a boy in a truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was there beside him
All summer long
And then the time
We woke up to find
That summer'd gone
And when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one we danced to all night long
The like a on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you think of me
September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
There's a letter that you never read
summers back
It's not to it all a little
Bitter sweet
And back on all the sad
It's nice to believe
you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one you danced to all long
The moon like a on the lake
When you think happiness
I you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you of me
And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standing on your street
And there's a letter on your doorstep
And the thing you'll read
Is when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you my favourite song
So then you'll turn your on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness
I you that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
You think of me
He said the way my eyes shined
Put those stars to shame that night
I said that's a lie
Put those Georgia to shame night
I said that's a lie
a boy in a truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was there beside him
All summer long
And then the time
We woke up to find
That summer'd gone
And when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one we danced to all night long
The like a on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you think of me
September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
There's a letter that you never read
summers back
It's not to it all a little
Bitter sweet
And back on all the sad
It's nice to believe
you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one you danced to all long
The moon like a on the lake
When you think happiness
I you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you of me
And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standing on your street
And there's a letter on your doorstep
And the thing you'll read
Is when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you my favourite song
So then you'll turn your on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness
I you that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
You think of me
He said the way my eyes shined
Put those stars to shame that night
I said that's a lie
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