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Text: Dr. Feelgood. I'm a Real Man.

I?m a real man, I got a real guitar
I?m a real man, don?t even know where the boys are
Don?t want to frighten you little girl, you?re so sweet and nice
Don?t want to have to tell you twice

I?m a real man
I?m goin? to rock like a real man
Don?t get no shock from that elevator music computer program
How?d you like to rock with a real man?

Yes I?m a real man, baby, I?m not lyin?
I?m thirty-four years old now and I still don?t mind dyin?
You can put the voodoo on me, girl
There?s nothin' I can?t dodge
Just check out this roller in my garage

Kids, these days, I?m talkin? about these young folk
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

I?m a real man
I?m goin? to rock like a real man
Don?t get no shock from that elevator music in your computer program
How?d you like to rock with a real man?

Every dollar I earn, girl, I let it all burn
And if I wind up in jail
There?s only one of 2672 women that I know
Who would gladly pay my bail

Now you might say, I?m just some fool on a boast
But I wasn?t gonna hear ya girl from coast to coast
This ain?t damn rather talkin?, this ain?t the President?s son
I?m still gonna have my fun

I?m a real man
I?m goin? to rock like a real man
Don?t get no shock from that elevator music in your computer program
How?d you like to rock with a real man?

Turn off that elevator music in your computer program
How?d you like to rock with a real man?
Turn off that elevator music in your computer program
Come on and rock with a real man