Bobby Braddock - I'd Rather Have What We Had lyrics

It used to be red wine There in room 3-2-9 Over the river where we weren't well known Now it's two coffees Then off to the office Then back in the driveway And sittin' at home Sneaking around with me Or being tied down with me Which one would you rather have (be honest) Dying to be with me Or watching TV with me Is this what we wanted so bad I'd rather have what we had We carefully planned it What our hearts demanded

No more motel rooms, no more cheatin' lies Now we're looking at it A neatly wrapped package But open it up and there's no surprise Sneaking around with me Or being tied down with me Which one would you rather have (be honest) Dying to be with me Or watching TV with me Is this what we wanted so bad I'd rather have what we had I'd rather have what we had I'd rather have what we had