Sammy Kershaw - "Third Rate Romance"

Sittin' at a tiny table A
In a ritzy restaurant
She was starin' at her coffee cup E
He was tryin' to keep his courage up
By applying booze A
The talk was small A
When they talked at all
They both knew what they wanted E
There was no need to talk about it
They were old enough to scope it out
And keep it loose A
She said, you don't look like my type C# F#m
But I guess you'll do D
Third rate romance A
Low rent rendezvous E
He said, I'll even tell you C#
That I love you F#m
If you want me to D
Third rate romance A
Low rent rendezvous E

[Musical Interlude]

And 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 sayin'
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

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