Karaoké Third Rate Romance Sammy Kershaw

Sittin' in a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant

She was starin' at her coffee cup

He was tryin' to keep his courage up

By applyin' booze

And 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 they keep it loose

She said you don't look like my type but I guess you'll do

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And he said

I'll even tell you that I love you if you want me to

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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

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?

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And he said

Yes I have but only a time or two

Third rate romance low rent rendez-vous

Third rate romance low rent rendez-vous

Third rate romance low rent rendez-vous