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Toodles Mr Jim Lyrics

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 

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.

Now, 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

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.