Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer you want me to Don't worry about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
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Now, when I talk to God I know he understands He said, "Listen to me, John, I'll be your guiding hand" Don't worry about the shape I'm in I can't sing...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
