Tori Amos - Frog On My Toe Lyrics
Poppa I knowTheres a frog on my toeMaybe Ill call him jethroMaybe Ill grow up to beAs wise, good as heAnd maybe Ill come back after youre long gonePoppa Im sureThe worms have eaten you nowAnd jethros been on some frenchys plate long agoNow Im pretty sure that I listen to every wordcause I still hear you telling me stillSlap them boys when theyre naughtyMake em crawl, make you haughtyMake you strong, little girlYou paint them toes the reddish colourAnd you know one dayYoure gonna be bigger than a fleaYoure gonna be bigger than that old poison ivy treeNow Im pretty sureThat I think youd come and visitAnd talk sometimes kind of like gidgetA funny little chance like an indian braveHe said we all grew fat when the white man cameBut one day girl youre gonna learn to make em crawlMake em grow tallBut have the graceTo be a lady with disgraceAnd you fry them tatersAnd you make them with ladies, handsI know youre my pappys baby
