Il testo della Oh, well

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I cant help, but bout to say bout men
I cant see i aint pretty, my legs are thin
But dont have to be when i think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh, well

(verse)
Now i done talked to god, i knew hed understand
He said stick by me, ill be your guiding hand
But dont ask me what i think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh, well