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°¡¼ö: Alan Jackson


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 buying booze

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 know about it and keep it loose

She said, "I've never really done this thing before, have you?"

A third-rate romance, low-rent rendezvous

(Instrumental)

They left the bar, they got in his car and they drove away
They 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 and she said give it to me
I'll unlock the door

She kept sayin, "I've never really done this kind of thing before, have you?"

A third-rate romance, low-rent rendezvous

And He said, "Yes, I have, but only a time or two"

A third-rate romance, low-rent rendezvous
A third-rate romance, low-rent rendezvous
A third-rate romance, low-rent rendezvous

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Third Rate Romance
Alan Jackson



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