Lyric Oh Well

Written by: P. Green

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 he d understand
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