Dentist! lyrics

Artist  : Various Artists 
Song : Dentist!



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 When I was younger, just a bad little kid,
my
mama noticed funny things I did,
like
shootin' puppies with a B B gun.
I'd poison
guppies, and when I was done
I'd find a
pussycat and bash in its head.
That's when
my mama said  (What did she say?),
she said,
"My boy, I think someday
you'll find a way to
make your natural tendencies pay.
You'll be a
dentist.  You have a talent for causin' things
pain.
Son, be a dentist.  People will pay
you to be inhumane.
Your temp'rament's wrong
for the priesthood
and teaching would suit
you still less.
Son, be a dentist.  You'll
be a success.
(Here he is, folks: the leader
of the plaque!
Watch him suck up that gas! 
Oh, my god!
He's a dentist and he'll never
ever be any good.
Who wants their teeth done
by the Marquis de Sade?
Oh that hurts!  I'm
not numb!)
Oh, shut up.  Open wide.  here I
come!
I am your dentist (goodness
gracious!),
and I enjoy the career that I
picked.  (Love it.)
I am your dentist
(fitting braces),
and I get off on the pain
I inflict.  (Really love it.)
I thrill when
I drill a bicuspid.
It's swell though they
tell me I'm maladjusted.
And though it may
cause my patients distress,
somewhere,
somewhere in heaven above me
I know, I know,
that my mama's proud of me  (Oh, mama.)
'cause I'm a dentist and a success.
Say
ah!  (Ah!)  Say ah!  (Ah!)  Say ah!  (Ah!)  Now
spit.