the black crowes – oh well lyrics
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written by: p. green
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
when i talked to god, i knew he’d understand
he said stick by me and 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
writer: peter alan green
lyrics © bmg rights management us, llc
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