My attempt, to the 'walk of life':
He got the boiler suit,
He got the plumber van,
He got the stubble and a deep voice,
He lookin' like a man.
He got the heavy boots,
And a solid stance,
He says, “I’m one of the ladies” —
But we don’t stand a chance.
🎶 Oh, he do the manly walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk,
He do the walk, he do the walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk.
He got the broad physique,
He got the hairy hands,
He says he’s female now,
But it’s not what we planned.
He’s in the changing room,
With a knowing smile,
You say, “Excuse me sir,”
He says, “I’m her — meanwhile…”
🎶 Oh, he do the manly walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk,
He do the walk, he do the walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk.
Now Naomi’s in court,
With a trap set tight,
“Does Pete look like a man to you?”
You say, “Well… yeah, that’s right.”
Then she drops the line,
With a lawyer’s grace,
“He says he’s a woman —
You sure about that face?”
🎶 And he do the manly walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk,
He do the walk, he do the walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk.
🎸 [instrumental break] 🎸
He ain’t got lipstick,
He ain’t got curls,
But he’s claiming space
That belongs to girls.
Say no out loud,
You’ll be called unkind,
‘Cause Pete the plumber's womanhood
Is all inside his mind.
🎶 Still he do the manly walk,
Oh, he do the manly walk,
He do the walk, he do the walk,
Yeah, he do the manly walk.
🎶 (fade out like original)
He do the walk…
He do the walk…
Pete the plumber… manly walk...