Mack The Knife

Oh the shark baby has pretty teeth, dear And he shows them pearly white Just a jack knife has Mac Heath, dear And he keeps it out of sight When the shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though wears Mac Heath, dear So there's not a trace of red On the sidewalk, oh Sunday morning don't you know Lies a body oozing life Someone's sneaking round the corner Could that be our boy Mack the knife? From a tug boat down by the river, don't you know There's a cement bag's dropping down That cement's just for the weight, dear Five'll get ya ten old Mack, he's back in town D'ja hear Louie Miller disappeared, baby After drawing out his hard cash And now MacHeath spends, he spends just like a, like a sailor Could it be, could it be, could it be, our boy's done something rash? Now Jenny Diver, oh Sukey Tawdry Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and ole Lucy Brown Yeah, the line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky's back in town I said Jenny Diver, woah, oh Sukey Tawdry Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and ole Lucy Brown Yeah the line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky's Back in town Look out, old Macky is back