Dig man! ...there goes Mack the knife
Oh the shark has, pretty teeth dear
And he shows them, pearly whites
Just a jackknife, has MacHeath dear
And he keeps it, out of sight
When that shark bites, with his teeth dear
Scarlet billows, start to spread
Fancy gloves though, wears MacHeath, dear
So there’s not a trace um of red
On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin Babe
Lies a body, oozin' life
Someone sneakin, round the corner
Is the someone, Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat, by the river bo bo
A cement bag's, drooppin down
Yeah the cements, just for the weight dear
Bet you Mac, hes back in town
Now looky here Louie Miller, disappeared dear
After drawin, out his cash
And MacHeath spends, like a sailor
Did our boy do somethin' rash?
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver
Lotte Lenya, Sweet Lucy Brown
Oh!!.. The line forms, On the right dears
Now that Mack he's, back in town
Take it Satch....
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