Third rate romance

A sittin’ at a fancy table in the ritzy restaurant
He was starin’ at her coffeecup
He was tryin’ to get his courage up by flying loose
The talk was small when they talked at all
They both know what they want
There’s no need to talk about it
They’re old enough to talk it out and still keep it loose
She said “you don’t look like my type, but I guess you’ll do”
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Then he said “I’ll tell you I love you if you want me to”
Third-Rate Romance low rent rendez-vous

They left the bar got in his car and they drove away
They drove to the family inn
And she didn’t even have to pretend she’s in lower four
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”
And she said “I’ve never done this kind of things before, have you?”
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He said “Yes I have, but only a time or two”
Third-Rate Romance low rent rendez-vous

 

 

 

 

 

 

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