Lyrics:

I'm Still A Guy
Brad Paisley
When you see a deer you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
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
Oh 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
But 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
And 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 lotiony 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

Oh my eyebrows ain't plucked there's a gun in my truck
Oh thank God I'm still a guy