I'm so mature, collected and sensible Except when I get hit with rejection To turn me down, well, that's just unethical I'll turn into someone you're scared to know But if you need my love My clothes are off, I'm comin' over to your place And if you don't need (If you don't need) my love Well, I didn't want your little bitch-ass anyway Yeah, I'm a busy woman I wouldn't let you come into my calendar any night But if you want my kisses I'll be your perfect Mrs. 'til the day that one of us dies (Oh, hey) For months now John has been trying to woo a waitress at his favorite little watering hole to get away from the ranch life and his kids. There's something about her that keeps his attention in the most alluring way. She's his waitress since he knows the owner of the bar and requests her everything he's there. Yet another night of him wanting to escape he didn't even care if he drank he just wanted to be near her. He sat in his normal booth way in the back of the bar that no one could see in so no one could know it's him. She walked over his normal scotch in hand. He smiled up at her. John: What'd ya see me pull in doll? he asked smirking Cmon sit doll have one drink with me please