I took out my old buck knife and pressed it beneath her eye.   And I turned her on her hands to see that she understands that I'm not to be taken lightly   I said, "Please don't mind my saying ma'am, but you have lovely eyes tonight."   I sat back to let her stand, she stood on her own and ran through the roods up to my truck   I could hear as she got in, as she let my truck door slam, and she screamed as she could do, "You gonna come, or ain't you?"