I'm Still A Guy - Pop Feast (流行音乐盛宴)

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 all but no matter what

Remember I'm still a guy

When you see a priceless French painting

I see drunk, naked girls

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

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 lotiony hands

You can't grip a tackle-box

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

All my eyebrows ain't plucked

There's a gun in my truck

Oh thank God, I'm still a guy