Root Canal Of The Heart – Camille West – letras

Roger Wingtip is my dentistthere?s no one can comparewhen he talks about bicuspidshe makes you really careI once chewed three packs of licoriceto spend more time in his chairRoger Wingtip is my dentistthere?s no one can compareOh Rogeryou cause me painan ache that cannot be diminishedwith NovocainOh Rogerwhen we?re apartit feels like root canalof the heartOne day I got the chance to tell himwhat I had to sayI said  » I rink I ruv ru »but his hands got in the wayHe looked at me and said »Yes, I think the weather?s fine today »Only once I got the chance to tell himwhat I had to say