(Verse) I cant help, but bout to say bout men I cant see I aint pretty, my legs are thin But dont have to be when I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh, well (Verse) Now I done talked to God, I knew Hed understand He said stick by me, Ill be your guiding hand But dont ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh, well