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I brusGh my teeth D
AAnd look in the mirror
GAnd laugh out Dloud
AAs I'm beaming from ear to ear
GI'd Drather pick flowers
Instead of fAights
And rather than fGlaunt my style
DI'd flash you a smile
AOf clean pearly whites
GI've been to the dentist
DA thousand tAimes, so I know the Gdrill
GI smooth my hair, sit Dback in the chair
ABut somehow I still get the Gchills
GHave a Dseat
He says pleasantAly
GAs he shakes my Dhand
And practically Alaughs at me
Open up nice and Gwide D
He says, peering Ain
And with a smirk he says,
G"Don't have a fit, this'll Djust pinch a bit"
AAs he tries not to grin
GWhen hygDienists Gleave on Dlong vacAations
GThat's when Ddentists Gscream and Dlose their Apatience (patients)
ATalking only bringsG the toothaches onD
Because I say the Gstupidest tDhings
ASo if my resolve goes Gsouth
I'll swallow my Dpride with an aAspirin
And Gshut my Amouth
GGolf and alcohoDl don't mix
And that'sG why I don't drink and Adrive
GBecause, good grief, I'd knock out myD teeth
And hafta kGiss my smile goodAbye
GI've been to the dentist
DA thousand tAimes, so I know the dGrill
GI smooth my hair, sit back in theD chair
ABut somehow I still get the cDhills
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