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 buying 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 rendevouz And he said, "I'll even tell you that I love you if you want me to" Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz
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 And he went to the desk and made his request while she waited outside Then he came back with the key and she said give it to me I'll unlock the door She kept sayin, "I've never really done this kind of thing before, have you?" Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz And He said, "Yes, I have, but only a time or two" Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouz Third-rate romance, low-rent rendevouzTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
