Tough Guy

I wish I was a tough guy The kind you meet in books Made of rock hard muscle With rugged hard man looks A Raymond Chandler hero Exuding macho charm A super spy or villain With a beauty on each arm I’d love to be the kind of guy That others see and fear The bane of every coppers life I'd look at them and sneer I might fall for a sucker punch Get beaten up or more, but I’d meet them face to face And then, I’d even up the score Wish I could be like Marlowe And ooze testosterone Women falling at my feet For my heart as cold as stone I would stand up to the bad guys When I’d won, I’d get the dame They would say “who was that tough guy” I’d say “Rupert, that’s my name”