Well the table's set, and the candles glow
Biscuits risin' nice and slow
Mashed potatoes, greens, and ham
All cooked up by a hungry man
Got cold beers chillin’ in a bucket of ice
Told the boys, “Dinner’s on me tonight”
They think it's kindness, maybe just cheer
But ol’ Ian’s got motives unclear
He said, “Pass the cornbread, grab a seat,”
But his eyes were sayin’ somethin’ sweet
He’s servin’ meat with a loaded grin
Plannin’ moves like a violin
Yeah, dinner’s warm, the lights are dim
And Ian’s thoughts ain’t all that prim
He made that roast with love and sin
Got gravy... and intentions within
Pulled pork slow-cooked all day
Mac and cheese done three-layered way
He’s refillin’ plates, topin’ off cups
But what he’s hopin’ just might erupt
Little touches, little looks
Talkin’ like those late-night books
He’s laughin’ loud, leanin’ in close
Feelin’ bold with a side of toast
He said, “Pass the cornbread, grab a seat,”
But his eyes were sayin’ somethin’ sweet
He’s servin’ meat with a loaded grin
Plannin’ moves like a violin
Yeah, dinner’s warm, the lights are dim
And Ian’s thoughts ain’t all that prim
He made that roast with love and sin
Got gravy... and intentions within
Now the table’s clear, and the night rolls on
They’re talkin’ ‘bout girls and a Luke Bryan song
But Ian’s smilin’, twistin’ fate
He ain’t servin’ seconds — he’s servin’ bait
So when he says, “Y’all want dessert?”
Know it ain’t cake that’s comin’ first
There’s pie, sure, and maybe gin
But Ian’s schemin’ under his skin
He played it cool, he played to win
With candles, spice, and a devilish grin
He made that meal to reel ‘em in
With gravy… and intentions within.
