Jack the Ripper

The Ripper, Jack The Ripper There's a man who walks the streets of London late at night The Ripper, Jack The Ripper With a little black bag that's oh-so tight The Ripper, Jack The Ripper He's got a big black cloak hangin' down his back The Ripper, Jack The Ripper Well, that's a one big cat I just a hate to fight The Ripper, Jack The Ripper When he walks down the streets To every girl he meets, he says, is your name Mary Blood? Uaaaaaaah! The Ripper, Jack The Ripper The Ripper, Jack The Ripper When she walks down the streets, he's never far behind The Ripper, Jack The Ripper With his little black bag and his one tracked mind The Ripper, Jack The Ripper Well, he nearly catches up when the lights go down The Ripper, Jack The Ripper 'Cause that's the time he starts his dirty, uh, chop-around The Ripper, Jack The Ripper When he walks down the streets To every girl he meets, he says, is your name Mary Blood? Uaaaaaaah! The Ripper, Jack The Ripper The Ripper, Jack The Ripper Scotland Yard'll never catch him, 'cause he's a much too clever He's much too clever Mm, but if they do, man, they'll get: The Ripper - yeah! The Ripper, Jack The Ripper The Ripper, Jack The Ripper Well, the streets of London kinda never safe The Ripper, Jack The Ripper Whenever Jack The Ripper ever shows his face The Ripper, Jack The Ripper So, you pretty little girlies, take a-my advice The Ripper, Jack The Ripper And don't walk the streets of London late at night The Ripper, Jack The Ripper When he walks down the streets To every girl he meets, he says, is your name Mary Blood? Uaaaaaaah! The Ripper, Jack The Ripper The Ripper, Jack The Ripper