Sittin' in a tiny table
in a ritzy restaurant
She was starin' at her coffee cup
He was tryin' to keep his courage up
By apllyin' booze
And 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
And he said
"I'll even tell you I love you
if you want me to"
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
When they left the bar
they got in his car
and 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
She keep saying
I've never really done this kind
of 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
