Sitting at a fancy table, in a ritzy restaurant
He was staring at his coffee cup
Trying to get his courage up
The 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 talk it out, and still keep it loose

Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
Then he said, "You don't look like my type, but I guess you'll do"
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
He said, "I'll tell you I love you, if you want me to"
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous

They left the bar, got in his car, and they drove away
They drove to the Family Inn, she didn't even have to pretend
She waited in the car and he went to the desk
Made his request while she waited outside
When he came back with the key she said
"Give it to me and I'll unlock the door"

She said, "I've never done this kind of thing before, have you?"
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
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

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Writer(s): Russell Smith