Oh Well Songtext
von The Rockets

I can′t help about the shape I'm in.
I can′t sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin
Don't ask me what I think of you.
I might not give the answers that you want me to.

Oh, Well


When I talked to God, I knew he′d understand.
He said, "Stick by me, I′ll be your guiding hand.
But don't ask me what I think of you.
I might not give the answers 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
Don′t ask me what I think of you.
I might not give the answers that you want me to.

Oh, Well