Verbatim

Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh

I wear women's underwear
And then I go to strike a pose in my full-length mirror
I cross my legs just like a queer
But my libido is strong when a lady is near, yeah

What defines a straight man's straight?
Is it the boxer in the brief or a twelve-ounce steak? Nah
I'll tell you what a woman loves most
It's a man who can slap but can also stroke

Going in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked
It's verbatim and it's shaking
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no more getting elated
No more listless invitations

Ugh!

I live by a hospital
And every day I go out walking past its sickly windows
I see people dying there
But my tender age makes it hard to care

The incinerator and a big smokestack
It's a phallic symbol, and it makes me laugh (oh)
All I need is a heart attack, come on
Humble my bones with a cardiac

Going in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked
It's verbatim and it's shaking
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no more getting elated
No more listless invitations

For the love of fuck
For the sake of Pete
Did you ever really think you'd love a guy like me?
I am the rooster in the morning
I'm the cock of the day
I'm the boxer in the briefs
I'm a twelve-ounce steak

Eh, oh, eh, eh, oh
Yabo, yabo, yabo, yabo, yabo

It's verbatim
And yeah, and it's naked
And yeah, and it's shaking
It shakes, shakes, shakes

Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh, uh, uh
Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh, uh, uh
Oh, oh, yeah