(russell smith)
(track 2 - time 3:23)

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 keep it loose

She said, you dont look like my type
But I guess youll do
Third rate romance
Low rent rendezvous
And he said, Ill 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 didnt even have to pretend
She didnt 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 Ill unlock the door

She kept saying
Ive 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 redezvous
Third rate romance
Low rent rendezvous
Third rate romance
Low rent rendezvous