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 large mouth up under that log.      You're probably thinkin' 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   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 sissie 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 talkin' to your friends   Sayin', yeah girls, he's come a long way   From draggin' his knuckles and carryin' a club   And buildin' 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.      --- Instrumental ---      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 gettin' facials   Manicured, waxed and botoxed   With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands   You can't grip a tacklebox.      Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered   It's hip now to be feminized   Well, 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...