Ooh Well

I can't help about the shape I'm in
Can't ride, ain't pretty and my legs are thin.
But don't ask me what I think of your wrap
I might not give the answer that you want me to.

Now when I talked to GOD I knew He'd understand
He said: "Stand by Me and I'll guide your wrapping hand
but don't ask Me what I think of your ride
I might not give the answer that you want Me to."

Ooh well

(Apologies to Peter Green + Fleetwood Mac)