Oh, the shark,babe has such teeth dear
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And he shows 'em, pearly white
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Just a jack knife has Macheath dear
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And he keeps it out of sight
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You know When that shark bites
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with his teeth, dear
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Scarlet billows start to spread
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Fancy gloves though has Macheath
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So there's never, never a trace of red
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On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning Don't you know
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Lies a body, just an oozin' life
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Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
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Could that be a boy Mack the Knife
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From a tugboat, down by the river don't you know
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Lays A cement bag And just dropping on down
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that cement there it's been there for the weight dear
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You can make a large bet Mackie's back in town
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My man Louis Miller, he split the scene babe
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After drawing out all the bread from his stash
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Now Macheath spends like a sailor
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Do you suppose our boy, he's done something rash
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Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
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Did this song nice, Lady Ella too
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They all sang it, with so much feeling
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That Old Blue Eyes,
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he ain't gonna add nothing new
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But with this big band, jumping behind me
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Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
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When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
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It's an offer, you can never refuse
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We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
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And this great big band, bringing up the rear
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All the band cats, in this band now
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They make the greatest sounds,
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you're ever gonna hear
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Oh Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum,
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Old Miss Lulu Brown
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Hey the line forms, on the right dear
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Now that Macheath's back in town
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You'd better lock your doors, and call the law
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Because Macheath's back in town
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Mack The Knife (Moritat, ¹ÂÁöÄà '¼Ç¬Â¥¸® ¿ÀÆä¶ó')
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| Various Artists |