When God gave out rhythm Sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply and divide by two
I know today's your birthday and I did not buy no rose But I wrote this song and instead I call it, Popsicle toes
Popsicle toes Popsicle toes are always froze Popsicle toes You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle toes
You must have been Mr. Olympian With all that amplitude How come you always load your Pentax when I am in the nude We are to have a birthday party and you can wear your birthday cloths Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle toes
You've got the nicest north of America This sailor ever saw I like to feel your warm Brazil and touch your Panama But Tierra del Fuegos are nearly always froze We've got to seesaw until we un-thaw those Popsicle toes
