I'm a two-tub man and there's nothing you can do about it
I'm a three-time freak and there's nothing you can say to doubt it
I can go for broke while the walls come tumbling down
And I can have a smoke while the girl starts going to town

I'm a pistol man and there's nothing you can say to move me
I'm a full-time rock and there's nothing you can do but choose me
I can raise the sail until the last wind's tuckered out
And I can 'round the world until the north pole meets the south

Lord I'm a handsome man
And I live my life the only way I can
Good lord I'm a handsome man
It'd do you good to follow my master plan