Third Rate Romance

     
 

Sitting at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant
She was staring at her coffee cup
He was trying to get his courage up by plying booze
The talk was small when they talked at all
They both knew what they wanted
There's no need to talk about it
They were old enough to scope it out
And still 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 tell you I love you
If you want me to"
Third rate romance, low-rent rendezvous

They left the bar, got into his car
And they drove away
They drove to the Family Inn
And she didn't even have to pretend
She didn't know what for
And he went to the desk, made his request
While she waited outside
And 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 kinda 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


Learn To Love It

 
1974 Russell Smith            "Third Rate Romance"
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