Frank Sinatra - Mack the Knife lyrics
[Frank Sinatra - Mack the Knife lyrics]
Hey, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has Mac Heath, dear
And he keeps it, way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves, has Mac Heath, dear
So there's never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning
Lies a body, oozing' life
Someone's sneaking', 'round that corner
Could that someone perhaps per chance
Be Mack the Knife?
From the tugboat, on a river going slow
A cement bag's dropping down
You know, that cement is for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet that bums in town
(yeah he's in town)
My man Louie Miller he split the scene babe
After drawing' out all the
Bread from his stash
Now Mac Heath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose this guy
He did something rash?
Old Satchmo, Louie Armstrong, Bobby Daron
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That old blue eyes here ain't
Gonna add anything new
(oh yes you do)
But with this big, fat
Band jumping behind me swinging hard Jack
(That's Jimmy)
I know I can't loose, When I tell you
All about Mack the Knife, babe
It's an offer you can never refuse
We've got Patrick William
Bill Miller playin' that piano
And this wonderful, great, big, band
Bringin' up the rear
All these bad cats, in this bad town
They make the greatest sound
You ever gonna hear oh Sukey Tawdry
(Oh Sukey Tawdry)
Jenny Diver j (Jenny Diver)
Polly Peaches
(I know her well)
Ms Lulu Brown
Yeah, the line forms on the right, dear
Now that Mack he
(Oh Mack he)
Yeah that bum is back
(Oh that bum he's back)
And I'm gonna tell you
What I think that you should know
(What should I do)
You better lock your door and call the law
Because Mack he he's come back to town
Get under the bed hide
(Look out old Mack is back)
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has Mac Heath, dear
And he keeps it, way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves, has Mac Heath, dear
So there's never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning
Lies a body, oozing' life
Someone's sneaking', 'round that corner
Could that someone perhaps per chance
Be Mack the Knife?
From the tugboat, on a river going slow
A cement bag's dropping down
You know, that cement is for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet that bums in town
(yeah he's in town)
My man Louie Miller he split the scene babe
After drawing' out all the
Bread from his stash
Now Mac Heath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose this guy
He did something rash?
Old Satchmo, Louie Armstrong, Bobby Daron
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That old blue eyes here ain't
Gonna add anything new
(oh yes you do)
But with this big, fat
Band jumping behind me swinging hard Jack
(That's Jimmy)
I know I can't loose, When I tell you
All about Mack the Knife, babe
It's an offer you can never refuse
We've got Patrick William
Bill Miller playin' that piano
And this wonderful, great, big, band
Bringin' up the rear
All these bad cats, in this bad town
They make the greatest sound
You ever gonna hear oh Sukey Tawdry
(Oh Sukey Tawdry)
Jenny Diver j (Jenny Diver)
Polly Peaches
(I know her well)
Ms Lulu Brown
Yeah, the line forms on the right, dear
Now that Mack he
(Oh Mack he)
Yeah that bum is back
(Oh that bum he's back)
And I'm gonna tell you
What I think that you should know
(What should I do)
You better lock your door and call the law
Because Mack he he's come back to town
Get under the bed hide
(Look out old Mack is back)