David Foster - Mack The Knife lyrics

Oh, the shark, has preety teeth, dear And he shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has MacHeath, dear And he keeps it, way out of sight When that shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows begin to spread Fancy gloves though, wears old MacHeath, babe So there's never, never ever a trace of red On a side walk, one Sunday mornin' Lies a body oozin' life Someone's sneakin' round the corner Could that someone be Mack the Knife? Oh there's a tugboat down, and its down by the river dontcha know Where the cement bag's a'drooppin' 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 d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash Now MacHeath spends, he spends like a sailor Could it be that boy have done somethin' rash? Ahhhh Jenny Diver, ho, Sukey Tawdry Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky's, Macky's back in town Ahhhh Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky's back in town Look out, old Macky is back!