Mack the Knife

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear And he shows them, pearly white Just a jackknife has MacHeath, 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 MacHeath, dear So there's not a trace, mmm of red On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin', baby Lies a body, oozin' life Someone sneakin' around the corner Could that someone be, Mack the Knife? From a tugboat, down by the river A cement bag's drooppin' down Yeah, the cement's just for the weight, dear Bet you Mack, he's back in town Looky here Louie Miller, disappeared, dear After drawing 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