Happy With The One I’ve Got – David Ball

We landed in St. Louis on a wing and a prayer
That thunderstorm had given us both a big scare
Trying to calm my nerves with Long Island Iced Tea
The Sky Line Lounge out on concourse C

She was charming she was beautiful in her blue collar suit
She said she liked my accent my Lucchese boots
I couldn’t get a flight till 9 the next day
She was gettin’ real close to sweeping me away

Yes, she was awful sweet, she was all over me
I wondered how far it would go
I was tempted I’ll admit more than a little bit
After all who’d ever know
When the waitress asked – sir, would you like another one?

What she meant was mind breaking
When I look down at my ring
I said no thank you I better not
I’m happy with the one I’ve got

I guess I was staggered by the sobering thought
It wasn’t a question of gilt or getting caught
Till that night I didn’t know what I’d do
But a waitress’s simple question
Got me facing the truth

I’m somebody’s lover I’m somebody’s friend
I’m somebody someone can trust till the end
I know because of what I prove to myself
In a real life story I can never tell

Yes, she was awful sweet, she was all over me
I wondered how far it would go
I was tempted I’ll admit more than a little bit
After all who’d ever know
When the waitress asked – sir, would you like another one?

What she meant was mind breaking
When I look down at my ring
I said no thank you I better not
I’m happy with the one I’ve got
I’m happy with the one I’ve got
I’m happy with the one I’ve got