Pink toenails, why don't I time to paint pink toenails? 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 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 and you here by my side
Whoa, pink toenails, why don't I have time to paint toenails? I've got my foam curlers 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, lotion but when you Your slippers off and you rub him on the chin and he looks Your leg, you're sure to see a grin at your pink
He says, "Honey, come on over here and give me 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 every little 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 have time to paint my 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, I'll be nightingale, nightingale the extinction of the sperm whale, sperm whale Live happily after just like Roy and Gail, Roy and