Joe Jackson - Oh Well lyrics

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 my side 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