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

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?

Every dollar I earn, girl

I let it all burn

And if I wind up in jail

Well there’s only one of two thousand, seven hundred and sixty-two 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 Dan Rather talking

This ain’t the president’s son

But, ah, I’m still gonna have my fun

Cause I’m a real man

I got 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?

Turn off that elevator music

In your computer program

Baby, 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