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Dentist Blues

Friday, October 13, 2017

I had white teeth like the keys on a Steiner
They were cut to fit, you couldn’t get finer
When I smiled you could see me across a full diner
Then I got the bad teeth blues
Then I got the bad teeth blues
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Sugar and booze each and all took their toll
Until my pretties got rotten with holes
But my wife and my friends never acted cold
I got the bad teeth blues
I got the bad teeth blues
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One day a dentist set up in town
Had a pretty assistant that drew in the crowds
She booked me in and calmed me down
I got the bad teeth blues
I got the bad teeth blues
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She leant forward as he gave me the dose
I could have kissed her soft lips her face was so close
She patted my tears and smiled at my woes
I got the bad teeth blues
I got the bad teeth blues
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I froze on his couch, my knees knockin’ like drums
My eyes went wild like an old drunken bum’s
And I moaned as I watched his needle come
I got the bad teeth blues
I got the bad teeth blues
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He drilled and he filled with the shiniest gold
And polished the enamel so it shone as of old
And my grin was a wonder for all to behold
No more bad teeth blues
No more bad teeth blues
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Now everyone calls me Mack the Knife
I’ve lost my job and I’ve lost my wife
No-one trusts my smile with their life
I got the good teeth blues
I got the good teeth blues
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When I think back I feel an old ache
For the days when my teeth were a pair of old rakes
Before my mouth fired-up like a birthday cake
I got the good teeth blues
I got the good teeth blues

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