Michael Bublé Lyrics
Mack The Knife

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jack knife has Mac Heath, babe
And it keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows begin to spread
Fancy gloves, wears old Mac Heath, babe
So there's never, never 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, down by the river dont'cha know
Where a cement bag's just a'droppin' on down
That cement's there, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
Now did'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
Now Mac Heath spends, he spends like a sailor
Could that boy have done somethin' rash?

Ahhhh Jenny Diver, ho, Sukey Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town

I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky's back in town
Look out, old Macky's (Mikey's) is back!

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