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And when God gave out rhythm
He 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 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 Miss Pennsylvania
with all this pulchritude
How come you always
load your Pentax
when I'm in the nude?
We ought to have a birthday party
And you can wear your birthday clothes,
We can hit the floor and go explore
those Popsicle Toes
You got the nicest
North America
this sailor ever saw
I like to feel your warm Brazil
and touch your Panama
But your Tierra del Fuegos
are nearly always froze
We gotta see~saw
til we unthaw those Popsicle Toes
Popsicle Toes
Popsicle Toes
are always froze
Popsicle Toes
You're so brave to expose
all those Popsicle Toes
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