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 thinking that you're gonna change me

In some ways well, maybe you might

Scrub me down, dress me up

Ah 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 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 talking to your friends

Saying, "Yeah girls he's come a long way"

From dragging his knuckles and carrying a club

And building a fire in a cave

But when you say a backrub means only a backrub

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 a feel as you walked by

These days there's dudes getting facials

Manicured, waxed, and botoxed

With deep spray on tans and creamy, lotioney hands

You can't grip a tackle box

Yeah with all of these men lining 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

My eyebrows ain't plucked

There's a gun in my truck

Oh thank God I'm still a guy