Текст песни Toodles Mr. Jim (B-side Version) - Tori Amos

Yeah humm
Hey yes
I said, yes
I said, hurray yay yay yippy yay
I said, diddly hey, and

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

I say
Toodles Mr Jim
You cherry picker
Taught me so well
How to spell
Those red in
And, and, 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.

But 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 were my sweet
Favourite neighbor of them all
Let them girls
Go to the parties
I don't care
Cause I'm with you
Still

Ha.
That was Toodles Mr Jim.
Mr Jim died two weeks ago
And he taught me how to pick cherries
And I punched his daughter in the nose
Because she was mean...
Mr Jim was good.