Tappin' on your window

Katie was a pretty, crazy, kinda blond brunette. One night she couldn't sleep, and Taylor Swift's song Our Song was stuck in her head. So Katie went over to her next-door-neighbor's house and started tapping on his window. When he woke up and saw her, she started singing to him "'cause our song is the slammin' screen door, sneakin' out late tappin' on your window. When we're on the phone and ya talk real slow...'cause it's late an' your mama don't know!" She started dancing around, too. The next-door-dude looked at her like she was crazy.
"dude, are you okay?"
"Our song is the way you laugh, first date, man i didn't kiss 'im when i should have. and when i got home, 'fore i said a-men, askin' God if he....could play it again"
"um...yeah, i'm going to call the police if you don't leave"
"uh, play it again-eh-eh-eh-eh-ain, oh-oh-oh yeah"
"that's it! i'm calling the police!"
"i was ridin' 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..."
"excuse me miss, but were you harassing this man?"
"i was ridin' shotgun, with my hair undone, in the front seat of his car, he's got a one-hand-feel, on the steerin' wheel, the other on my heaaaaart. i looked around, turned the radio down, he said baby is somethin' wrong. i said nothing, i was just thinkin' how we don't have a song. and he said, our song is the slammin' screen door, sneakin' out late tappin' on your window..."
"excuse me?"
"when we're on the phone and you talk real slow, 'cause it's late an' your mama don't know, our song is the way you laugh, first date, man i didn't kiss 'er when i should have..."
"that's it young lady, you're under arrest!"
"...and when i got home, for i said a-men, askin' God if he, could play it again!"
Katie continued to sing as the officer shoved handcuffs on her wrists and put her in the copcar. As she was sitting in the back of the car, Katie sang,
"I was walkin' up the front porch steps, after, every-thing that day, had gone all wrong and been trampled on and a lost and thrown a-wayayay, 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, our song is the slammin' screen door, sneakin' out late tappin' on your window..."
"will you shut up?"
"when we're on the phone and you talk real slow, 'cause it's late an' your mama don't know!"
"alright, get out, we're here."
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Katie was sitting in her cell, and this huge guy with tons of tattoos came up to her and asked, in a low, menassing (sp?) voice "So, whatcha in for?"
"our song is the way you laugh, first date, man i didn't kiss 'er when i should have, and when i got home, 'fore i said a-men, askin' God if he, could play it again"
"were you singin' at your neighbors?"
"i've heard, every album, listened to the radio, waitin' for somethin' to come along...that was as good as our song.."
"I love Taylor Swift!"
and all the criminals joined in singing " 'cause our song is the slammin' screen door, sneakin' out late tappin' on your window. When we're on the phone and ya talk real slow...'cause it's late an' your mama don't know!"
soon, Katie was can-caning with the criminals, singing Our Song.
"KATIE ANDERSON! your one call"
"mommy?...yeah, i'm at the police station...tappin' on his window...yeah, i'm fine...come pick me up whenever, i've made some friends...yeah, they're alright, one of them even has a gun, so he'll protect me!"
Katie hung up and continued can-caning with her new friends until her mother came to pick her up.
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then, after everything that day she ended up in an assylum, sitting in a corner, sucking her thumb quietly singing "'cause our song is the slammin' screen door..."