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Sitting at a fancy table in a ritzy restaurant
She was staring at her coffee cup
He was trying to get his courage up by plying booze.
The talk was small when they talked at all
They both knew what they wanted
There's no need to talk about it, they're old enough to scope it out and still keep it loose.
She said: 'You don't look like my type but I guess you'll do'
Third rate romance, low-rent rendezvous.
And 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 into his car and they drove away
They drove to the Family Inn and she didn't even have to pretend
She didn't know what for.
And he went to the desk, made his request
While she waited outside
And 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 kinda thing before, have you?'
Third rate romance low-rent rendezvous.
And 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.