Pink toenails, why don't I have time to paint toenails? got my pink foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have time for their toenails
Come nightfall, be waltzing through my door you hear me call and I love the way you say "I'm baby doll" and you'll find me sitting there In my toenails
got my Walkman and my Cosmo and my ticket to ride All I is my box of chocolates and you here by my side
Whoa, pink toenails, why don't I time to paint pink toenails? got my pink foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have time for their pink
You your man don't 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, you're sure to see a grin at your toenails
He says, "Honey, on over here and give me something sweet Well, let me put my touches on, put 'em on I don't wanna cuddle, snuzzle, rubbing on my feet Till I have painted 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 paint my toenails, been drinking my whiskey from a holy 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 just like Roy and Gail, Roy and Gail