The Presidents of the United States of America - Poor Little Me lyrics

My little lumberjack You don't watch your back In fact I never want you to leave My heart was falling and you didn't try to catch it Behind your back and you were holding a hatchet Stop your talking and help me rake up leaves Oh oh oh oh Poor little me Poor poor poor so poor because of she Carved her name into my living tree Climbed up to the top so she could see Poor little me Poor little me Poor little me I had a heart attack You made a cordwood stack Stacked up so high I can't see My heart was broken and you kept on stakin' Grab that ax and keep on wackin' Quit your splittin' and sweep up my debris Oh oh oh oh 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 Poor little me Poor little me 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 Poor little me Poor little me Poor little me