Go out yonder, peace in the valley:
|
Come down town, have a rumble in the alley.
|
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in.
|
|
Has anybody seen my lady,
|
'Cause livin' alone will drive you crazy:
|
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in.
|
|
I'm gonna go down to the river,
|
But I ain't gonna jump in, no, no.
|
I'll just be lookin' for my baby,
|
'Cause I hear that that's where she's been.
|
|
Out of nine lives, I've spent seven.
|
How in the world do I get to Heaven?
|
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in.
|
Aw, here it comes!
|
|
I just spent sixty days in the jailhouse,
|
For the crime of havin' no dough, no.
|
Now here I am, back on the streets,
|
For the crime of havin' nowhere to go.
|
|
Save your neck, save your brother.
|
Looks like it's one or the other:
|
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in.
|
No, no, no.
|
|
Ooh, Lord, uh huh, I think I'm goin' down by the river.
|
But I ain't gonna jump in, no, no.
|
I'll just be lookin' for my baby,
|
'Cause I hear that that's where she's been.
|
|
Out of nine lives, I've spent seven.
|
How in the world do I get to Heaven?
|
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in.
|
Oh, I said: "Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in."
|
|
-----------------
|
The Shape I'm In
|
| Hot Apple Pie |
