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