Oh Well

歌詞

I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty And my legs are thin But don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Now when I talk to God I hope he'll understand He said "Stick by me I'll be your guiding hand Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to"