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Popsicle Toes
Popsicle Toes Popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>Popsicle<b> toes </font></b>are always froze. Popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>You're so brave to expose all those popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>You must have been Miss Pennsylvania With all this pulchritude. How come you always load your Pentax When I'm in the nude? We oughta have a birthday party, And you can wear you birthday clothes We can hit the floor And go explore those Popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>You got the nicest North America This sailor ever saw. I'd like to feel your warm Brazil And touch your Panama We gotta see saw Until we unthaw those Popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>Popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>Popsicle<b> toes </font></b>are always froze. Popsicle<b> toes. </font></b>You're so brave to expose all those popsicle<b> toes </font></b>Popsicle Toes Lyrics: Michael Franks from The Art of Tea |
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Well this was an interesting one my friend, I have never heard this one before, thanks for sharing it with us. I hope your enjoying a relaxing Sunday..
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