Pink toenails, why don't I have time to paint pink I've got my pink curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends time for their pink toenails
Come nightfall, you'll be through my door When you me call and I love the way you say "I'm your baby doll" and you'll 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 here by my
Whoa, toenails, why don't I have time to paint pink toenails? I've got my pink foam curlers and my My girlfriends 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 off and you rub him on the chin and he looks down leg, you're sure to see a grin at your 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 wanna cuddle, snuzzle, rubbing on my Till I painted every little toenail pink"
Oh, wrestle with me, you can up my hair You can me like a tomboy, I love it I swear
Oh toenails, Why don't I have time to my toenails, toenails? I've been drinking my from a holy grail, holy grail And we'll go to Disneyland and ride the mono-rail,
And if sweet, I'll be your nightingale, nightingale the extinction of the sperm whale, sperm whale Live happily after just like Roy and Gail, Roy and