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Poppa I know
there's a frog on my toemaybe I'll call him Jethro.
maybe I'll grow up to be quite as good as he,
and maybe you'll come back after you're long gone.
and Poppa I'm sure the worms have eaten you now
and Jethro's been on some Frenchy's plate long ago
and now I'm pretty sure that I listened to every word
cause I still hear you telling me still
slap them boys
when they're naughty
make them crawl, make you haughty
make you strong little girl
paint them toes that reddish color
and you know one day you're gonna be bigger than a flea
you're gonna be bigger than that old poison ivy tree
now I'm pretty sure that I think you come and visit
and talk sometimes kind of like Gidget and
in funny little chants like an Indian Brave
you said we all grew fat when the white men came but
one day girl you're gonna learn to make 'em crawl
make them grow tall but have the grace
to be a lady with disgrace
you fry them 'taters and you make them with lady's
hands and all
you're my poppy's baby
*honey*
A little dust never stopped me none
he liked my shoes I kept them on
sometimes I can hold my tongue
sometimes not when you just
skip-to-loo my darlin'and you know what you're doin'
so don't even
And I think I could leave your world
if she was the better girl
so when we died I tried to bribe the undertaker
cause I'm not sure
what you're doin' or the reasons
You're just too used to my honey now
you're just too used to my honey
Don't bother coming down
I made a friend of the western sky
Oh, don't bother coming down
you always like your babies tight
Turn back one last time
love to watch those cowboys ride but cowboys know
cowgirls ride
on the Indian side
And you know what you're doing
so don't even
*daisy dead petals*
daisy dead petals
that is her name
she's in her phone booth phase, so
underneath the shade of a peppermint tray,
she can turn it out with a heal
on she just rides into town knowing what they'll say,
knowing they're around the corner.
Got a crack in, got a crack in some strange places.
daisy dead petals, that is her name.
so maybe she tastes like a hamburger maid,
well these dead petals, honey, brought me here.
she said, "these dead petals, honey, brought me here."
dancing on a dime, hearing mother cry,
maybe she's around the corner.
got a crack in, got a crack in some strange places.
on my back with, on my back with some dirty dishes.
falling down, falling down, all over the river.
falling down, falling down, falling down.
wish what i'm feeling could go on like this forever.
falling down falling down falling down.
and since we're down might as well stay,
might as well fry some eggs
and wave to the shade of the peppermint tray.
she's a new friend not a skeleton to ride into town.
knowing what they'll say,
knowing she tastes like a hamburger maid,
but "these dead petals, honey, brought me here."
she said, "these dead petals, honey, brought me here."