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 to" Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous
They left the bar, they got in his car and they drove away They drove to the Family Inn She didn't even have to pretend, she didn't know what for He went to the desk and made his request while she waited outside He came back with the key 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 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 rendezvousTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
