Pink toenails, why don't I time to paint pink toenails? I've got my foam curlers and my pony-tail My girlfriends have for their pink toenails
Come nightfall, you'll be waltzing through my you hear me call 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 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 have time to pink toenails? I've got my pink foam and my pony-tail My girlfriends time for their pink toenails
You think 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 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 touches on, put 'em on I don't wanna cuddle, snuzzle, rubbing on my feet Till I have painted every little pink"
Oh, wrestle me, you can mess up my hair You can me like a tomboy, I love it I swear
Oh toenails, Why don't I time to paint my toenails, toenails? I've been my whiskey from a holy grail, holy grail And go to Disneyland and ride the mono-rail, mono-rail
And if you're sweet, I'll be your nightingale, Until the of the sperm whale, sperm whale Live happily after like Roy and Gail, Roy and Gail