Pretty simple and self-explanatory lyrically, but it's a legit old school jam from a seemingly forgotten time in Fleetwood Mac history. Don't worry about others' opinions. Just stay true to God and self. Oh...and jam as much as possible.
I cant help about the shape Im in
I cant sing, I aint pretty and my legs are thin
But dont 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 hed understand
He said, stick by my side and 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
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