Take Your Time (I'll Be Fine)

I check my lipstick one last time
Run fingers through my hair
Tick, tock says the minute hand
And still you aren’t there
You’re just caught up in other things
Oh, that’s all
You’ll still call…

I know that traffic must be pretty bad this time of day,
And that your job has been demanding lately;
Baby, it’s okay
Cause you know me, I can always improvise
So don’t worry, take your time,
I’ll be fine

I might as well enjoy myself
How ‘bout another drink?
The bartender asks why I’m alone
With a little wink
Well now, how did I not see it yet?
A girl’s unlikely to forget that smile

But then my focus starts to wander to that fella in the band
He’s got a sweet guitar, and look at that!
No ring on his left hand.
He’s pretty cute, but then again I’ve gotta say
I have never heard a drummer sing the blues that way
My date is now half an hour behind
But don’t hurry, take your time,
I’ll be fine

Now when I look to my right and see your empty chair
I wonder, what would you do differently if you were aware
That when I look to my left it’s plain to see
There’s a sexy son-of-a-gun and he’s got his eyes on me
It’s funny though, I just can’t say I mind
Baby take your time, I’ll be fine