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TOLD HIM I'D WRITE A SONG ABOUT HIM SO I WROTE A SONG ABOUT HIM I WROTE A SONG ABOUT THAT TIME NEEDLES AND NOVACAINE I WAS SURE TO FIND MY PAIN HE WAS SURE TO FIND CAVITIES THIS TIME
GOING TO THE DENTIST GONNA DRILL THIS TIME GOING TO THE DENTIST ONE LAST TIME
A WAIT IN THE CHAIR SUCKING DOWN THAT CALMING AIR LAUGHING GAS ON MY MIND OPEN UP BIG AND WIDE SO WE CAN GET INSIDE GET THESE FILLINGS IN THERE
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