| I’m a crosscut saw,
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| Baby, just drag me across your log.
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| You know I’m a crosscut saw,
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| Just drag me across your log.
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| I cut your wood so easy for you,
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| You can’t help but say, «Hot Dog!»
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| Now some call me wood chopping Sam,
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| Some call me Woodcutting Jim.
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| The last girl I cut my wood for, you know
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| She wants me back again.
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| I’m a crosscut saw,
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| Just drag me across your log.
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| I cut your wood so easy for you,
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| You can’t help but say, «Hot Dog!»
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| I got a double-bladed axe
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| That really cuts good.
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| Well, I’m a crosscut saw,
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| Just bury me in your wood.
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| I’m a crosscut saw,
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| Baby, just drag me across your log.
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| I cut your wood so easy for you, woman
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| You can’t help but say, «Hot Dog!»
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| Now watch this
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| Owww! |