Third Rate Romance

Sittin' in a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant

She was starin' at her coffee cup

He was tryin' to keep his courage up

By applyin' booze

And talk was small when they talked at all

They both knew what they wanted

There was no need to talk about it

They were old enough to scope it out

And keep it loose

She said, "You don't look like my type, but I guess you'll do"

Third rate romance

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And he said, "I'll even tell you that I love you if you want me to"

Third rate romance

Low rent rendezvous

When they left the bar

They got in his car and they drove away

He drove to the family inn

She didn't even have to pretend

She didn't know what for

And he went to the desk

And made his request while she waited outside

Then he came back with the key

She said, "Give it to me and I'll unlock the door"

She kept saying

"I've never really done this kind of thing before, have you?"

Third rate romance

Low rent rendezvous

And he said, "Yes I have, but only a time or two"

Third rate romance

Low rent rendezvous

Third rate romance

Low rent rendezvous

Third rate romance

Low rent rendezvous