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