Brad Paisley – Im Still A Guy (Guitar Intro)

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When you see a deer you see Bambi,       I see antlers up on the wall,

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You see a lake you think picnics and I see,  A large mouth up under that log,

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I know that your thinking that you're gonna change me,  In some ways well maybe you might,

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Scrub me down dress me up,  Aw but no matter what,   Remember,   I'm still a guy.

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When you see a priceless French painting,            I see a drunk naked girl,

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You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy,   And I'd like to give it a whirl,

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Well love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of,   And in a weak moment I might,

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Walk your sissy dog hold your purse at the mall,   But remember,   I'm still a guy.

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And I'll pour out my heart hold your hand in the car,  Write a love song that makes you cry,

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Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground,  'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by . . .

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I can hear you now talking to your friends,       Saying yeah girls he's come a long way,

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From dragging his knuckles and carrying a club,   And building a fire in a cave,

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But when you say a back-rub means only a back-rub,  Then you swat my hand when I try,

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Well what can I say,  At the end of the day,   Honey,   I'm still a guy.

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And I'll pour out my heart hold your hand in the car,  Write a love song that makes you cry,

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Then turn right around knock some jerk to the ground,  'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by . . .

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These days there's dudes getting facials,            Manicured waxed and botoxed,

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With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands,  You can't grip a tackle box,

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Yea with all of these men lining up to get neutered,  It's hip now to be feminized,

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I don't highlight my hair,  I've still got a pair,   Yeah Honey,   I'm still a guy.

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