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