Mack the Knife

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has MacHeath, dear And it keeps it way out of sight When that shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows begin to spread Fancy gloves, though, wears our MacHeath, babe So there's never, never, ever a trace of red On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin' Lies a body oozin' life Someone's sneakin' round that corner Could that someone be Mack the Knife? Oh, there's a tugboat down It's down by the river, don't you know Where the cement bag's droopin' on down Ooh, that cement is just It's there for the weight, dear Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town Ya hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash Now MacHeath spends, he spends like a sailor Could that boy have done somethin' rash? Ah, Jenny Diver, look out Sukey Tawdry Oh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Mack he's, Mack he's back in town Ah, Jenny Diver, Sukey Tawdry Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, the line forms on the right, babe Now that Mack, he's back in town I said look out old Macky is back --- Mack the Knife - Michael Bublé