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 hm 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 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