Artist: Michael Bublé
Song: mack the knife
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife 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 don'tcha know
Where a cement bag's just 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 Mac Heath spends, he spends like a sailor
Could that boy have done somethin' rash?
Ahh 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 is back
