First up: Brad Paisley's "I'm Still a Guy":
"When you see a priceless French painting
I see a drunk naked girl...
Well, love makes a man do some things he ain’t proud of
And in a weak moment I might
Walk your sissy dog
Hold your purse at the mall
But remember, I’m still a guy"
Kip says: "The genius of this song is that most guys can relate. Sure, I might enjoy the artisticness of a painting with a nude girl it it, but I never forget that there's a nude girl in it. You can bet your ass I don't. And holding a girl's purse at the mall...don't get me started. I've been there. What I do is that I hold the purse in one hand and hold my crotch with the other, in an effort to say, 'I may be holding a girl's accessory, but I'm still tough, fuckers!' Once a security guard asked me to leave."
Richard says: "This song taps into a complex fear about the feminization of culture, the strange new world in which Sex and the City can top Indy IV at the weekend box-office. By the time the song ends with "Oh, my eyebrows ain’t plucked / Theres a gun in my truck / Oh Thank God, I’m still a guy," that sound you hear is a million rednecks firing their guns in the air. Take cover."