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