Third Rate Romance - Graham Blvd

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 applyin' booze

The 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

And he said

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

Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous

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

Then 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 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