I'll take incisors and your molars too
Looks that wisdom tooth is rotted through
So when you're in my chair and on your back
You'd better hope another tooth don't crack

The drill it turns, the whine begins
But in the dentist's chair no-one wins
You want so much just to get away
As I tell you "open wide and say:
Aaaaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaaaah"


You sweat with fear and you want to go
So I pump you full of N2O
And just to check that nitrous oxide smell
I take a sniiiff of the gas as well

I drill out root canals two inches deep
Pulling yet more teeth out in your sleep
When I'm finished and you wake again
I say you might feel a little pain...
Aaaaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaaaah

You get a cup full of something pink
Which has a vaguely antiseptic stink
You take a swig and you spit it out
Another filling falls out down the spout

And as you lay there looking quite pathetic
Your mouth is numb from the anaesthetic
Now's my biggest and my deepest thrill
Knowing what you'll say when you see the bill:
Aaaaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaaaah