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Rub It in - The Drifters
Written by：L. Martine
They were sittin' at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant
She was starin' at her coffee cup
He was trying to keep his courage up
By applyin' 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 stop about it
And keep it loose
She said you don't look like my type
But you have to do
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He said I'll even tell you that I love you
If you want me to
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They left the bar and 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
Then he went to the desk
And he made his request
While she waited outside
And he came back with the key
And she said give it to me
And I'll unlock the door
She said
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
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Third rate romance low rent rendezvous
Third rate romance low rent rendezvous
