I'm a real American man
I eate quiches,
drink lattes,
sometimes grow my hair long,
occasionally feel scared,
and I'm a real American man
I hate seeing a boxer be destroyed,
respect the equality of gays,
don't dislike muslims,
fully trust my female doctor,
and I'm a real American man
American blood of D-Day runs in my veins,
I've ridden elephants through jungle rain,
have faced down an angry pit-bull with a rock,
defied ruthless, powerful men and won,
worked in the hot sun till the job was done...
and I'm a real American man
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