I’ve been driven to distraction
From this tooth that needs extraction
This little piece of calcium
Is the cause of my delirium
When things go wrong that’s dental
I usually tend toward mental
When a tooth of mine needs filling
I go mental with the drilling
The dentists doesn’t feel the pain
As he needles me with Novocain
I seek all ways to circumvent
Those awful times of mouth torment
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