Popsicle Toes

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 and 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, Then 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 until we unthaw those Popsicle Toes