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I'm still a guy

by Brad Paisley


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
You´re probably 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
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 lotiony hands
You can´t grip a tacklebox

With all of these men lining up to get neutered
It´s headin´ now to be feminized
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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