Key: B
Introduction:
A E
Sittin' at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant,
She was starin' at her coffee cup
A
He was tryin' to keep his courage up while applying booze
A E
The talk was small when they talked at all they both knew what they wanted
There was no need to talk about it
A
They were old enough to scope it out and keep it loose
C# F#m D
She said, "You don't look like my type but I guess you'll do."
A E A
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous.
C# F#m D
He said, "I'll even tell you that I love you if you want me to."
A E A
Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous.
When they left the bar, they got in his car and they drove away.