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