Met Him in a Motel Room

She met Him in a motel room

In the shady part of town

With a set of satin sheets pulled back

And the window shades pulled down

Like a cotton dress she let her fears

Fall down to the ground

With a do not disturb sign on the door

She whispered, I've never done this before

Some people meet Him in a church

At a service on Sunday

As the preacher says the perfect words

They bow their heads to pray

And the choir sings a sweet forgiveness tune

She met Him in a motel room

With a bottle full of sleeping pills

And a long, long list of sins

She'd already planned on checking out

Before she checked in

She was gonna leave a goodbye note

Just needed paper and a pen

And with the vacancy light blinking red

She found that bible in the drawer

Beside the bed

Some people meet Him in a church

At a service on Sunday

As the preacher says the perfect words

They bow their heads to pray

And the choir sings a sweet forgiveness tune

She met Him in a motel room

She met Him in a motel room

Some people meet Him in a church

At a service on Sunday

As the preacher says the perfect words

They bow their heads to pray

No choir sang a sweet forgiveness tune

No that's no the way

That they were introduced

She met Him in a motel room

She met Him in a motel room