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