Tori Amos – Toodles Mr. Jim Lyrics  Share

Hahum... hey, yes... I said, yes...
I said, horary, yeahy yeay... yippee yeay...
I said, diddly... hey... and,

Toodles, Mister 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 gra-ra-rave.


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


But, now it^,s toodles, Mister Jim, you cherry picker.
Built that ladder well. Teach me just where those boys can climb,
When they^,ve got a spell.


Toodles, Mister Jim,
You are my sweet, favorite neighbor of them all.
Let them girls go to their parties-
I don^,t care, ^,cause I^,m with you. Still.
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