Oh Well (Live)

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

Now when I talk to God

I know he understands

He said "stick by me and I'll 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