Текст песни Tori Amos - Toodles Mr Jim
Tori Amos - Toodles Mr Jim слова песни
Toodles mr. jimYou cherry pickerToodles I say, so longHear that your graves a little warm you sticklerSing em all your happy songIts today, today somedayBy your graveI say toodles mr. jimYou cherry pickerTaught me so wellHow to spell those red inAndAndHeyYou know she deserved that noseSplattered and swattered blood in my handsNot a nice day for your little girlBut you came to my aid insteadBut, now its toodles mr. jimYou cherry pickerBuild that ladder wellTeach me just where those boys can climbWhen theyve got a spellToodles mr. jimYou are my sweet favourite neighbor of them allLet them girls go to their partiesI dont care cause Im with you, still"that was toodles mr. jimMr. jim died, two weeks agoAnd he taught me how to pick cherriesAnd I punched his daughter in the noseBecause she was meanMr. jim was good"