Sittin' at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant
She was starin' at her coffee cup
He was tryin' to keep his courage up by applyin' booze
But 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 figure it out and still keep it loose
And 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 tell you that I love you, if you want me to
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
Then they left the bar and they got in his car and they drove away
He drove to the Family Inn
She didn't even have to pretend
She didn't know what for
Then he went to the desk and he made his request
While she waited outside
Then 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 before, have you?
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
And he said yes I have, but only one time or two
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous