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