Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear And he shows 'em, pearly white Just a jack knife 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 has Macheath dear So there's never, never a trace of red On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning Lies a body, oozin' life Someone's sneaking 'round the corner Could that someone be Mack the knife From a tugboat, on the river going slow A cement bag is dropping on down You know that cement is for the weight dear You can make a large bet Mackie's back in town Look at Louis Miller, he dissappeared, dear, After drawing out his cash Now Macheath spends like a sailor Do you suppose our boy, he's done something rash...
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