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Its the Dentist Time Again

Its the Dentist Time Again
Its the dentist time again
Oh, what fun
I have to have my check up and make my teeth clean,
and leave with them pearly white
Oh, here comes the needle
Hold me down so I don't scream
Always a new cavity
When will it stop?
I just don't know
there is alwsy a problem with a molar or two
I never understood those
Well, I'm always told I have good teeth
But I hardly brush them anymore
They are calling my name
See you around, perhaps on my next visit
i will see you in town.

By Marc Acrich

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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