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

now When I Talk To God You Know He Understands
he Said Stick By Me And I'll Be Your Guidin' Hand
but Don't Ask Me What I Think Of You
i Might Not Give The Answer That You Want Me To