When you see a deer you see Bambi And I see antlers up on the wall When you see a lake you think picnic And I see a large mouth up under that log I know that your thinking that you're going to change me In some ways well maybe you might Scrub me down, dress me up 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
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, what can I say at the end of the day Honey, 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 a feel as you walked by
These days there's dudes getting facials Manicured, waxed and botoxed With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotion in your hands You can't grip a tacklebox
With all of these men lining 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