I fancied something to eat
Something tasty and sweet
But what a mistake to make
When you are going to get toothache
Wanted a biscuit with my tea
But all I got was misery
As I got ready to munch
I felt a tooth go crunch
Now all I get is pain
So bad, it is hard to explain
No pain killers can help contain
This agony that is making me insane
So I paid the Dentist a fortune in money
Because toothache is not very funny
Fighting my fear of that drill
So I try to keep very still
Mar 13, 2010
Mar 13, 2010 at 1:46 AM UTC
I fancied something to eat
Something tasty and sweet
But what a mistake to make
When you are going to get toothache
Wanted a biscuit with my tea
But all I got was misery
As I got ready to munch
I felt a tooth go crunch
Now all I get is pain
So bad, it is hard to explain
No pain killers can help contain
This agony that is making me insane
So I paid the Dentist a fortune in money
Because toothache is not very funny
Fighting my fear of that drill
So I try to keep very still
copyright Chris Smith 1998-
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