I hafe a wobby tooth, Won’t you take a wookth? It keepsth biting me at dinner, No wonder I’m getting thinneth. I puth it with my tongue, I play wifth it all day long, But it refuthes to come out, Whaths that all about? It’th a terrible disthtraction, It rethists any extracthion, Esthpecially when I bruth, It hurts when I clean my musth. I hafe a wobby tooth, That I just can’t shake loothe! When will I escape thisth disthpleasure, And accessth thisth fairy treasthure?