Paroles de Oh Well
Can't help about the shape I'm inI 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 answer that you want me to
Oh well
When I talked to God I knew he'd understand
He said sit by me I'll be your guiding hand
So don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Oh Well
He said sit by me I'll be your guiding hand
So don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Oh Well
PETER GREEN
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