Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 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

And 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 toothaches on me

 Cause 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 hafta kiss my smile goodbye

(Interlude)

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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

Outro