Mack the Knife

Thank you We'd like to do something for you now We haven't heard a girl sing it And since it's so popular, we'd like to try and do it for you We hope we remember all the words Ooh, the shark has pearly teeth, dear And he shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has Macheath, dear And he keeps it out of sight Oh, the shark bites with his teeth dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy clothes though wears Macheath, dear So there's not, not a trace of red On Sunday, Sunday morning Lies a body oozing life Someone sneaking 'round the corner Tell me could it be, could it be, could it be Mack the Knife? Oh, what's the next chorus To this song now? This is the one now I don't know But it was the swinging tune And it's a hit tune So we tried to do Mack the Knife Ahh, Louie Miller Called something about cats Yeah, Miller He was fillin' that trash And Macheath, dear He spends like a sailor Tell me, tell me, tell me Could that boy do something rash? Oh, Pappy Derek and Louie Armstrong They made a record, oh, but they did And now, Ella, Ella, and her fella We're making a wreck, a wreck of Mack the Knife Oh, Snookie darling Bo-bo-lo-bo-na-na-ni-ni-lo, lo-lo Sing it Bo-bo-lo-bo-lu-bo-bo-lu-mo-lu-mo-mo-lo Just the jackknife has Macheath, dear And it moves Dung, dung-to-dung, ku-bi-di-bi Know it now So you heard it Yes, we swung it And we tried to Yes, we sung it You won't recognize it (ha-ha) It's a surprise here This tune called "Mack the Knife" And so we leave you In Berlin town Yes, we swung old Mack We swung old Mackie down For the dearest fans And for the Louie Armstrong fans too We told you look out, look out, look out Ooh, Mackie, Mackie tune (Yeah)