The Chanteuse and the Macho Honcho

They say he's lord of the drunken banter, that dame who sings there's whom he's after; he boasts aloud he can bag any broad who strays into this smoky pub by the road. He roars: "Hey, waiter, don't you block my view, she smiles and sings exclusively for me same songs of love that always sound so new, she's really hooked on me as you can see." "So, waiter, step aside and stay away, just wish you were that guitar on her lap or that mike upon her lips, but then, hey, that's only in your groggiest dream, poor chap." "Here she comes, now just watch this macho man; she'll surely sit here close to me, you'll see. Hello, sweet babe, you got a sexy plan? These cool dudes here won't mind, they'll let us be." She smiles and stands close to the banter lord and says to clear things up, just for the record: She wants them all to meet the man of her life, and he's this waiter here, and she's his wife!