Sweet Tooth

Well, now, Chief

I can see that you're a man of integrity

Thank you

But ask yourself this

Have you got a sweet tooth?

I do

A hunger that you have to feed

Have you got a sweet tooth?

I do

Well, we've got everything you need

Mmm

Don't give me that conscience nonsense

It's simply quid pro quo

So, a hundred of your favorites

Sorry, I'm afraid it's no

Promised the wife I'd cut down on chocolate

You know, I gotta get in shape for the policeman's ball, so

But think about your sweet tooth

I do

I've had it since I was a boy

Your naughty little sweet tooth

It's true

The only thing that brings you joy

Don't look at your waistline

It's fine

Come on

Who needs to see their toes?

So, seven hundred boxes?

That's a lotta chocolates

Mmm-hmm

No

Gentlemen, let's give it the big sale

Have you got a sweet tooth?

Me too

Fellas

Have you got the hots for chocs?

I do, really, yeah

Do you think the candy's dandy?

Oh yeah

Well, we've got lots and lots and lots

And lots and lots and lots

Why am I singing?

If the wife's complaining

Body shaming

It's amazing what a tailor can conceal

Keep your wretched chocolates

Eighteen hundred boxes?

Oh, deal