Pink toenails, why don't I have to paint pink toenails? I've got my foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have time for pink toenails
Come nightfall, you'll be through my door When you hear me call and I the way you say "I'm your doll" and you'll find me sitting there In my toenails
got my Walkman and my Cosmo and my ticket to ride All I need is my box of chocolates and you by my side
Whoa, pink toenails, why don't I have time to paint toenails? I've got my pink curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have time for pink toenails
You think your man don't about perfume and powder Polish and lipstick and lotion, lotion but you slip Your slippers off and you rub him on the and he looks down Your leg, sure to see a grin at your pink toenails
He says, "Honey, come on over here and give me sweet Well, let me put my finishing on, put 'em on 'Cos I don't wanna cuddle, snuzzle, rubbing on my Till I have painted 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 to paint my toenails, toenails? I've been drinking my whiskey from a holy grail, grail And go to Disneyland and ride the mono-rail, mono-rail
And if you're sweet, be your nightingale, nightingale Until the extinction of the whale, sperm whale Live happily after just like Roy and Gail, Roy and