歌词
Can't help about the shape I'm in
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 talked to god
I knew he'd understand
He said stick by my side
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
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