Third Rate Romance

Sitting at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant

She was staring at her coffee cup

He was trying to keep his courage up by buying booze

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, low-rent rendevouz

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

want me to"

Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz

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 and she said give it to

me

I'll unlock the door

She kept sayin, "I've never really done this kind of

thing before, have you?"

Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz

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

Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz

Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz

Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz