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