Jessica: Stop the press - I've got to confess! My tongue has just let me know. It found a tooth - and this is the truth, It feels sorta loose - that tooth is no use at all. Don't want it to go.
Without it there - my mouth would look bare. It's rare that you'd see me smile. I'd have to grin - or scrunch up my chin, And if my friends ask, I might wear a mask to school, At least for a while.
Matthew: Show me your tooth, And I'll tell you a story about a sweet fairy Who comes when you sleep. She'll fly through the sky Over your window sill, Oh, then under your pillow, She'll leave you a pleasant surprise When you open your eyes.
Jessica: Are you sure? I've heard that before, And I feel a need to pout, 'Cause here I am, my mouth's in a jam, Shut tight like a clam in case I forget And then my tooth will fall out.
Matthew: Show me your tooth, And I'll tell you a story about a sweet fairy Who comes when you sleep. She'll fly through the sky Over your window sill, Oh, then under your pillow, She'll leave you a pleasant surprise When you open your eyes.
Jessica: If that's true, I've got news for you, This tooth isn't here to stay. It's coming out, without any doubt, If I have to shout or jiggle it by the hour, All night and all day.
Matthew: Show me your tooth, And I'll tell you a story about a sweet fairy Who comes when you sleep. She'll fly through the sky Over your window sill, Oh, then under your pillow, She'll leave you a pleasant surprise When you open your eyes.
Jessica: I'll show you the tooth. Come on! Tell me the story about a sweet fairy Who comes when I sleep. She'll fly through the sky Over my window sill, Oh, then under my pillow, She'll leave me a present¡¦
Matthew: Surprise! When you open your eyes.
Jessica: Stop the press - I've got to confess! My tongue has just said it knows. It found the tooth - to tell you the truth It feels awful loose - this tooth is no use at all, So, out it goes!