Intro -x6-: Gb Abm E B E B I brush my teeth Gb And look in the mirror E B And laugh out loud Gb As I'm beaming from ear to ear E B I'd rather pick flowers Gb Instead of fights E And rather than flaunt my style B I'd flash you a smile Gb Of clean pearly whites Abm E I've been to the dentist B Dbm a thousand times, so I know the drill E Dbm I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair B Gb But somehow I still get the chills E B Have a seat Gb He says pleasantly E B As he shakes my hand Gb And practically laughs at me E B Open up nice and wide Gb He says, peering in And with a smirk he says, E B "Don't have a fit, this'll just pinch a bit" Gb As he tries not to grin E B E B Gb When hygienists leave on long vacations E B E B Gb That's when dentists scream and lose their patience B E Gb Talking only brings the toothaches on me E B Cause I say the stupidest things B E So if my resolve goes south Gb E I'll swallow my pride with an aspirin B Gb And shut my mouth E Abm Golf and alcohol don't mix Gb B And that's why I don't drink and drive E Abm Because, good grief, I'd knock out my teeth B Gb And hafta kiss my smile goodbye Interlude -x2-: Gb Abm E B Abm E I've been to the dentist B Dbm a thousand times, so I know the drill E Dbm I smooth my hair, sit back in the chair B Gb But somehow I still get the chills Outro -x6-: Gb Abm E B
