When you see a lake you think picnics
And buildin' a fire in a cave
Honey, I'm still a guy
You can't grip a tackle box
Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground
And in a weak moment I might
When you think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy
And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
And I see a large mouth up under that log
But I don't highlight my hair, I've still got a pair
These days there's dudes gettin' facials
Oh, my eyebrows ain't plucked, there's a gun in my truck
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
Scrub me down, dress me up
Oh, but no matter what, remember, I'm still a guy
I can hear you now talkin' to your friends
Then turn right around, knock some jerk to the ground
Then you swat my hand when I try
Walk your sissie dog, hold your purse at the mall
Well, love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of
But when you say a back rub means only a back rub
Oh thank God, I'm still a guy
Write a love song that makes you cry
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered
You're probably thinkin' that you're gonna change me
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
Yeah honey, I'm still a guy
And I'd like to give it a whirl
And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
It's hip now to be feminized
In some ways, well, maybe you might
From draggin' his knuckles and carryin' a club
I see a drunk naked girl
Manicured, waxed and botoxed
Well, now what can I say at the end of the day
When you see a priceless friend's painting
Sayin' yeah, girls he's come a long way
But remember, I'm still a guy
