Don't ask me 'bout 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 answer that you want me to.
Peter Green; Oh Well
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 answer that you want me to.
Peter Green; Oh Well