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 largemouth 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 paintin'

I see a drunk naked girl

And you think that ridin' 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 sissy 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

Saying, "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

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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, lotion-y hands

You can't grip a tackle box

Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered

It's hip now to be feminized

But 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

Yeah, boy