When you see a deer, you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
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
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 a weak moment I might
Walk your sissie dog, hold your purse at the mall
But remember, 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 a feel as you walked 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 backrub means only a backrub
And 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.
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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 a feel as you walked by.
These days there's dudes gettin' facials
Manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
You can't grip a tacklebox.
Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered
And headin' out to be feminized
Well, 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...
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