Deep Purple - Oh Well, текст песни

I 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

Now, 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 answer 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
But don't ask me what i think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Oh well