Lyrics:

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 plying 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 rendezvous
He said, 'I'll even tell you that I love you if you want me to'
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous

They left the bar, they got in his car and they drove away
They drove to the Family Inn
She didn't even have to pretend she didn't know what for
He went to the desk and made his request while she waited outside
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
He said, 'Yes I have, but only a time or two'
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous

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