Oh Well Songtext
von Billy Burnette

Can′t eat in the shape I'm in,
Can′t sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
Don't ask what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want there to
Oh well,
Oh well,
Oh well Now when i talk to God I hope he′ll understand
He says stick by me, i′ll be your guiding hand
Don't ask what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want there to
Oh well,
Oh well,
Oh well