Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair
Aching to get me
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air
Aching to get me
Saint Vitus dance on my morals tonight
Aching to get me, aching to get me, get me oh
I take it to the doc, guess he ought to know
Which ones can stay, which ones gotta go
He looks at my mouth and then he starts to gloat
He says me teeth are okay
But my gums got to go
I come off the gas, but I'm still seeing spies
Aching to get me
And I can see them, all through a pair of glassy eyes
Aching to get me
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight
And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied
Aching to get me, get me oh