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