Pink toenails, why don't I have time to paint pink I've got my foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have time for their toenails
Come nightfall, be waltzing through my door When you hear me 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 Walkman and my Cosmo and my to ride All I need is my box of and you here by my side
Whoa, pink toenails, why don't I time to paint pink toenails? I've got my pink foam and my pony-tail My girlfriends time for their pink toenails
You think your man don't care perfume 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 your toenails
He says, "Honey, come on over here and me something sweet Well, let me put my finishing on, put 'em on 'Cos I don't wanna cuddle, snuzzle, on my feet I have painted every little toenail pink"
Oh, wrestle me, you can mess up my hair You can treat me a tomboy, I love it I swear
Oh toenails, Why don't I time to paint my toenails, toenails? I've been drinking my whiskey from a grail, holy grail And we'll go to and ride the mono-rail, mono-rail
And if you're sweet, I'll be your nightingale, Until the extinction of the sperm whale, sperm Live happily after like Roy and Gail, Roy and Gail