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Verbatim

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Verbatim was released on May 8, 2007 by Last Gang as a part of the album Touch Up

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Debra-Jean Creelman

Debra-Jean Creelman

Vocals

Howard Redekopp

Howard Redekopp

Bass

Issah Contractor

Issah Contractor

Drums

Jeremy Page

Bass

Kenton Loewen

Drums

Molly Guldemond

Molly Guldemond

Vocals

Ryan Guldemond

Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ryan Guldemond

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Howard Redekopp

Howard Redekopp

Producer

Craig Waddell

Mastering Engineer

Mother Mother

Producer

Shawn Penner

Additional Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, oh

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Oh-oh

[Verse 1]

I wear women's underwear

And then I got 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

Oh, 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

[Chorus]

Going in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked

It's verbatim and it's shakin'

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

No more gettin' elated

No more listless invitations

[Verse 2]

Ahh

I live by a hospital

And every day, I go out walkin' past its sickly windows

I see people dyin' 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

All I need is a heart attack, c'mon

Humble my bones with a cardiac

[Chorus]

Going in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked

It's verbatim and it's shakin'

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

No more gettin' elated

No more listless invitations

[Bridge]

For the love of fuck

For the sake of Pete

Did you ever really think you'd love a guy like me?

I am a rooster in the morning

I'm the cock of the day

I'm the boxer in the briefs

I'm a twelve-ounce steak

[Bridge]

Eh-oh, eh-oh

Eh-oh, eh-oh

Yabo, yabo

Yabo, yabo, yabo

It's verbatim

And yeah, and it's naked

And yeah, and it's shakin'

It shakes, shakes, shakes

[Outro]

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, oh

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, oh

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, oh

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Written by: Ryan Lee Guldemond

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