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Hiatt John Little Head Woman Sawed In Half She was a woman sawed in half It was done by a bad magician There was a point at which she just had to laugh You could appreciate her position Her legs in one way, and her head another She just kept thinking about walking away They tried to put her back together underneath the cover But her heart kept getting in, getting in the way She was a woman sawed in half Lets cut to the chase, love, this was showtime And he was sweating bullets, and walking on glass Somewhere between the evening news and tomorrow's headline (Buzz awhile..) She was a woman sawed in half It was done by a bad magician Yeah, it was a clear cut thing, no, you didn't have to ask She was gonna have to make her own decisions Her legs got up and walked away, and her head came rolling Oh, the room was painted black night, and turning dayglow She wound up in two places at once, her heart was swollen He played his musical saw in the streets of San Diego Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya She was a woman sawed in half, her legs in Tijuana She was a bodyless head and trapeze artist in a circus in Bombay Now a woman's gonna do exactly what a woman's gonna Yeah, some bad magicians wouldn't have it any other way She holds on to that trapeze by the skin of her teeth, or so they say REPEAT VERSE written by John Hiatt |
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