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Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear |
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And it shows them pearly white |
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Just a jackknife has old Mac Heath, babe |
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And he keeps it out of sight |
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Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe |
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Scarlet billows start to spread |
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Fancy gloves oh, wears old Mac Heath, babe |
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So there's never, never a trace of red |
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Now on the sidewalk, sunny morning |
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Lies a body just oozin' life, eek |
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And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner |
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Could that someone be Mack the Knife? |
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There's a tugboat down by the river don'tcha know |
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Where a cement bag's just drooppin' on down |
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Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear |
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Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town |
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Now did ya hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe |
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After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash |
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And now Mac Heath spends just like a sailor |
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Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash? |
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Now Jenny Diver, ho ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry |
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Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown |
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Oh, the line forms on the right, babe |
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Now that Macky's back in town |
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I said, "Jenny Diver, Sukey Tawdry |
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Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown" |
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Yes, that line forms on the right, babe |
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Now that Macky's back in town |
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Look out, old Macky's back |
