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Songtexte: Bruce Springsteen. Real Man.

Took my baby to a picture show
Found a seat in the back row
Sound came up lights went down
Rambo he was blowin? ?em down
I don?t need no gun in my fist baby
All I need is your sweet kiss
To get me feelin? like a real man
Feelin? like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
But you got me feelin? like a real man
Oh feelin? like a real man

Me and my girl Saturday night
Late movie on channel five
The girls were droppin? they?re droppin? like flies
To some smooth talkin? cool walkin? private eye
I ain?t got no nerves of steel
But all I got to know is if your love is real
To get me feelin? like a real man
Oh feelin? like a real man

Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
Your love?s got me feelin? like a real man
Oh feelin? like a real man

I ain?t no fighter that?s easy to see
And as a lover I ain?t goin? down in history
But when the lights go down and you pull me close
Well I look in your eyes and there?s one thing I know
Baby I?ll be tough enough
If I can find the guts to give you all my love
Then I?ll be feelin? like a real man
Feelin? like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
You got me feelin? like a real man
Oh feelin? like a real man
Yeah I been felin? like a real man
Feelin? like a real man