I'm Still A Guy

When you see a deer you see Bambi and I see antlers up on the wall
When you see a lake you think picnics and I see a large
mouth up under that log. You’re probably thinkin’ that you’re gonna change me. In some ways well maybe you might
Scrub me down, dress me up, oh but no matter what remember I’m still a guy

When you see a priceless French painting and I see a drunk naked girl
You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy and I’d like to give it a whirl
Well love makes a man do some things he ain’t proud of and in weak moment I might walk your sissy dog, hold your purse at the mall but remember I’m still a guy

I’ll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car, write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground ‘cause he copped feel as you walk by.

I can hear you now talkin’ to your friends sayin’, “Yeah girls he’s come a long way from draggin’ his knuckles and carryin’
a club and buildin’ a fire in a cave.”
But when you say a back rub means only a back rub then you swat my hand when I try
Well now what can I say at the end of the day,”Honey, I’m still a guy.”

And I’ll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car, write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground ‘cause he copped feel as you walk by

These days there’s dudes gettin’ facials, manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands you can’t gril a tackle box

Yeah, with all of these men linein’ up to get neutered it’s hip now to be feminized
I don’t highlight my hair, I’ve still got a pair
Yeah, honey I’m still a guy

Oh my eyebrows ain’t plucked there’s a gun in my truck
Oh thank god, I’m still a guy