Are Those Your Teeth

Are those your teeth, they look so perfect Actually no, you won't believe my tale Some old guy had just passed away And his wife put his teeth up for sale They fit really well, just like my own So I offered her half what she was asking For that she said you could have the bottoms If you don't mind a little cracking But you must do better if you want the uppers There's loads of nostalgia in those choppers I can still remember the fun times we had When the two of us were teenyboppers So I bumped up my offer a couple of dollars I could tell she really needed the money She reluctantly accepted with a tear in her eye She was giving away part of her honey So now you know the rest of the story Keep it deep inside your cranium Bout how I ripped off this little old lady To look like Clooney or Damon © Jack Ellison 2012