Frog On My Toe (Remaster) - Tori Amos

Written by：Tori Amos

Papa I know

There's a frog on my toe

Maybe 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 papa I'm sure

The worms have eaten you now

And Jethro's been on some Frenchy is plate long ago

And 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 'em crawl make you haughty

Make a strong little girl

You paint them toes the reddish col our

And you know one day

You're going to be bigger than a flea

You're going to 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 old white man came

But one day girl

You're going to learn to make them crawl

Make them 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 I know you're my pappy's baby