Oh Well

Oh Well - Oh Well

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

Oh well

When I talked to god I knew hed understand

He said stick by me and ill be your guiding hand

But don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh well

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

Oh well

When I talked to god I knew hed understand

He said stick by me and ill be your guiding hand

But don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh well