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