Well now, Chief
I can see that you're a man of integrity
Thank you
But ask yourself this
(sung)
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
(spoken)
Promised the wife I'd cut down on chocolate
You know, I gotta get in shape
for the policeman's ball, so, haha
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...
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 that 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