Pink toenails, why don't I have time to paint toenails? got my pink foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have for their pink toenails
Come nightfall, you'll be waltzing through my When you hear me and I love the way you say "I'm your baby doll" and find me sitting there In my toenails
I've got my Walkman and my Cosmo and my to ride All I need is my box of chocolates and you here by my
Whoa, pink toenails, why don't I time to paint pink toenails? got my pink foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends time for their pink toenails
You think your man don't care about perfume and Polish and lipstick and lotion, lotion but when you slippers off and you rub him on the chin and he looks down Your leg, sure to see a grin at your pink toenails
He says, "Honey, on over here and give me something sweet Well, let me put my touches on, put 'em on 'Cos I don't wanna cuddle, snuzzle, on my feet Till I have every little toenail pink"
Oh, with me, you can mess up my hair You can treat me like a tomboy, I it I swear
Oh toenails, Why don't I have time to paint my toenails, I've been drinking my whiskey from a holy grail, holy And go to Disneyland and ride the mono-rail, mono-rail
And if sweet, I'll be your nightingale, nightingale the extinction of the sperm whale, sperm whale Live happily after just Roy and Gail, Roy and Gail