Tori Amos
"Toodles Mr. Jim"


Toodles Mr. Jim
You cherry picker
Toodles I say, so long
Hear that your grave's a little warm
You stickler
Sing 'em all your happy song
It's today
Today Sunday
By your grave

I say toodles Mr. Jim
The cherry picker
Taught me so well
How to spell those red in
Hey
You know she deserved that nose
Splattered and swattered
Blood in my hands
Not a nice day for your little girl
But you came to my aid instead

Now it's toodles Mr. Jim
You cherry picker
Build that ladder well
Teach me just where those boys can climb
When they've got a spell

Toodles Mr. Jim
You are my sweet
Favourite neighbor of them all
Of them
Girls go to their parties
I don't care
'Cause I'm with you
Still