I brush my teeth, and look in the mirror And laugh out loud as I'm beaming from ear to ear I'd rather pick flowers instead of fights And rather than flaunt my style I'd flash you a smile of clean pearly whites I've been to the dentist a thousand times so I know the drill I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair But somehow I still get the chills "Have a seat" he says pleasantly As he shakes my hand, and practically laughs at me "Open up nice and wide" he says peering in With a smirk he says "don't have a fit this'll just pinch a bit" As he tries not to grin When hygienists leave on long vacations That's when dentists scream and lose their patience Talking only brings the tooth aches on Because I say the stupidest things So if my resolve goes South I'll swallow my pride with an aspirin, and shut my mouth Golf and alcohol don't mix And that's why I don't drink and drive Because, good grief I'd knock out my teeth And have to kiss my smile goodbye I've been to the dentist a thousand times so I know the drill I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair But somehow I still get the chills [Thanks to Kat for these lyrics] [Thanks to RebelAngel123 for correcting these lyrics] Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com