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