I’m A Real Man John Hiatt

I'm a real man
I got a real guitar
I'm a real man
Don't even know where the boys are
I don't want to frighten you, little girl
You're so sweet and nice
But I don't want to have to tell you twice

I'm a real man
I want to rock like a real man
Don't get no shock from that
Elevator music in your computer program
Baby, how'd you like to rock with a real man?

Yes I'm a real man, baby
I'm not lying
I'm thirty-one years old now
And I still don't mind dying

You can put the voodoo on me, girl
There's nothing I can't dodge
Check out this Lincoln in my garage

Kids, these days
I'm talkin' about these young folk
They're about as wild as Pollyanna after she growed up
After a hard day at the Casiotone
They just don't want to live
They're about as dangerous as a junior executive