23 August 2026
(Verse 1)
Like all good storms, this song starts with a rumble.
Clenched fists, red cheeks are hints of things to come.
From her crib, a blue-eyed precious bundle
smiles ear to ear to let us know she’s done.
Chorus:
G-U-M-R
That smile of yours sure sets the bar!
Your toothless grin is all the proof I need.
That you’re the one who gets it done,
and makes some time for havin’ fun,
even though you look like you can’t read.
(Verse 2)
He skates back to the bench, the fans go crazy.
Their final shot for them was not to be.
His pearly whites are gone, he’s feeling hazy.
But that’s okay, the score was four to three!
Chorus:
(Verse 3)
Grandpa he worked hard when young and able.
Him and grandma had themselves a ride.
But when he set his teeth there on the table,
my eyes bugged out as I was terrified!
Chorus:
A note from the lyricist
This is just some silly s... I came up with when a little kid smiled at me while I sat on a bench in the mall. Not a tooth to his smile. The rest is history.
