It used to be red wine there in room 3-2-9 Over the river where we weren't well-known Now it's two coffees then off to the office Then back in the driveway and sittin' at home
Sneaking around with me Or being tied down with me Which one would you rather have (be honest) Dying to be with me Or watching tv with me Is this what we wanted so bad I'd rather have what we had
We carefully planned it What our hearts demanded No more motel rooms No more cheatin' lies Now we're lookin' at it A neatly wrapped package But open it up and there's no surprise
Sneaking around with me Or being tied down with me Which one would you rather have (be honest) Dying to be with me Or watching tv with me Is this what we wanted so bad I'd rather have what we had
I'd rather have what we had I'd rather have what we had
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