Paroles
Sitting at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant
She was staring at her coffee cup
He was trying to keep his courage up by applying booze
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
He said, I'll even tell you that I love you, if you want me too
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
When they left the bar, 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 made his request while she waited outside
And he came back with the key
And she said, give it to me, and I'll unlock the door
She kept 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
