Post by Julie on Apr 8, 2005 17:44:10 GMT -5
Frog on my Toe
poppa, I know
there's a frog on my toe
maybe I'll call him Jethro
maybe I'll grow up to be
wise, as good as he
and maybe I'll come back after you're long gone
poppa, I'm sure
the worms have eaten you now
and Jethro's been on some frenchy's plate long ago
now I'm pretty sure that I listen 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
you paint them toes the 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'd come and visit
and talk sometimes kinda like gidget
a funny little chance like an indian brave
he said "we all grew fat when the white man came."
but one day, girl, you're gonna learn
to make 'em crawl
make 'em grow tall
but have the grace
to be a lady with disgrace
and you fry them taters
and you make them with lady's hands
and know you're my pappy's baby
Here's Tori's description of it:
She told a story about how she likes a Margarita every-once-and-awhile "1800, single shot". And talked about how one night, she found a piano right after drinking one, and wrote this song [Frog On My Toe], so "don't blame me if it doesn't make any sense."
: General Joy - Tori Amos
poppa, I know
there's a frog on my toe
maybe I'll call him Jethro
maybe I'll grow up to be
wise, as good as he
and maybe I'll come back after you're long gone
poppa, I'm sure
the worms have eaten you now
and Jethro's been on some frenchy's plate long ago
now I'm pretty sure that I listen 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
you paint them toes the 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'd come and visit
and talk sometimes kinda like gidget
a funny little chance like an indian brave
he said "we all grew fat when the white man came."
but one day, girl, you're gonna learn
to make 'em crawl
make 'em grow tall
but have the grace
to be a lady with disgrace
and you fry them taters
and you make them with lady's hands
and know you're my pappy's baby
Here's Tori's description of it:
She told a story about how she likes a Margarita every-once-and-awhile "1800, single shot". And talked about how one night, she found a piano right after drinking one, and wrote this song [Frog On My Toe], so "don't blame me if it doesn't make any sense."
: General Joy - Tori Amos
