Presidents Of The United States Of America - Poor Little Me lyrics

(Ow! - check sound -- ahaha-haha! - one, two, three, four) My little lumberjack You know I want you back [decisions, decisions...] In fact I never want you to lea-eee-ee-ve My heart was falling and you didn't try to catch it Behind your back and you were holding a hatchet Stop your chopping and help me rake up leeee-eeee-eaves Oh oh oh ooooooh Poor little me Poor poor poor so poor because of she Carved her name into my loving tree Climbed up to the top so she could see Poor little me (x3) I had a heart attack You made a cordwood stack Stacked up so high I can't see-eee-ee My heart was broken and you kept on stacking Grab that axe and keep on whacking Quit your splitting and sweep up my debriiii-iiiii-is Oh oh oh ooooooh (wow!) Poor little me Tied a mood swing on my loving tree Way too heavy the branch is getting weak I tried to swing and I skinned my little knee Poor little me (x3) (hey!) Poor little me Pushing and shoving all around my loving tree You put on your kiss off boots Walked all over my deep emotional roots Poor little me (poor me) Poor little me (little me) Poor little me Poor little me (x4)