Pink toenails, why don't I have time to pink toenails? I've got my foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends time for their pink toenails
Come nightfall, you'll be through my door When you hear me call and I the way you say "I'm your baby doll" and you'll find me there In my toenails
I've got my Walkman and my and my ticket 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 have time for their toenails
You think your man don't care about 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 pink toenails
He says, "Honey, on over here and give me something sweet Well, let me put my finishing on, put 'em on 'Cos I wanna cuddle, snuzzle, rubbing on my feet Till I have painted 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 I have time to paint my toenails, toenails? I've been drinking my whiskey from a grail, holy grail And we'll go to Disneyland and the mono-rail, mono-rail
And if you're sweet, I'll be your nightingale, the extinction of the sperm whale, sperm whale Live happily just like Roy and Gail, Roy and Gail