One Of The Guys

I don't see how you survive, yeah
Being one of the guys
Being one of the guys

You tell me 'bout your good times
Fistfights and stuff like that
Screaming tires, throwing beer cans
You tell me that's where it's at
You going down to the drive-in boy
Just to start trouble there
You're digging Stones and the Beatles too
But you put down long hair

I don't see how you survive, yeah
Being one of the guys
Being one of the guys
Hey, get it, get it, hey, hey

Hey, when you come up face to face
With something you can't understand
You go on ahead with your ostrich bit
Sticking your head in the sand
Just because you can't handle baby
My brand of reality
Don't try to erase our differences
By using your fists on me

I don't see how you survive, yeah
Being one of the guys
Being one of the guys
Being one of the guys
Being one of the guys, yeah one of the guys, yeah
One of the guys
One of the guys
Hey