Toodles Mr. Jim

Hey yes

I said, yes

I said, hurray yay yay yippy yay

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 them all your happy song

It's today

Today Sunday

By your grave

I say toodles Mister Jim you 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, now it's toodles Mister Jim you cherry picker

Build that ladder well

Teach me just where those boys can climb

When they've got a spell

Toodles Mister 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 Mister Jim

Mister 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

Mister Jim was good