Ahhh
She was a honky tonker
An he was a family man
An she showed him her gold teeth
When he'd hold her little hand
An
They met out on the highway
At the Paradise Motel Lounge
On Saturday nights
When things weren't right
Between him an his wife in town
An they're just another couple
On a High Plains Jamboree
Playing out them sad songs…they understand
Yeah
Just another couple
Makin jukebox memories
An walking into trouble…hand in hand
Well
She weren't no maid of cotton
An he weren't no hell-of-a-man
But they must have loved each other
Like only the lonely can
'Cause
They slow-danced through the neons
Like sorrow through a song
Then they carried the tune
To the motel room
An they played it all night long
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