Gareth Gates - Mack The Knife Lyrics
Oh the shark has such teeth, dearAnd he shows them pearly whiteJust a jack knife has old MacHeath, dearAnd he keeps it out of sightYou know when the shark biteswith his teeth, dearScarlet billows start to spreadFancy gloves though wears MacHeath, dearSo there's never, never a trace of redOn the sidewalk, Sunday morning,Don't you knowLies a body oozing lifeSomeone's sneaking round the cornerCould that be our boy, Mack the knife?From a tug boat by the riverThere's a cement bag just dropping on downThe cement's just for the weight, dearBet you Mack is back in townDid you hear about Louie Miller he disappearedAfter drawing out all his hard earned cashAnd MacHeath spends like a sailorCould it be our boy did something rash?Jenny Diver, Sukey TawdryPolly Peachum, and old Lucy BrownOh the line forms on the right, babeNow that Mack is back in townSukey Tawdry, Jenny DiverPolly Peachum, Lucy BrownOh the line forms on the right, dearNow that Mack is back in town
