Текст песни Oh Well - Joe Jackson

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

And when I talk to God I know he′ll understand
He says, "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