| 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 MacHeath, babe
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| And he keeps it, ah, out of sight
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| You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
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| Scarlet billows start to spread
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| But fancy gloves though wears old MacHeath, babe
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| So there’s never, never a trace of red, darling
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| Let the thing swing
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| On the sidewalk, huh, huh, who Sunday morning, uh huh
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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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| Tell me, could that someone be 'Mack The Knife'?
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| There’s a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don’t you know?
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| Where a cement bag’s just a hangin' on down
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| Oh, that cement is there strictly for the weight, dear
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| Five’ll get you ten old Macky’s back in town
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| Did you hear 'bout Louie Miller? | 
| He done disappeared, dear
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| After drawin' out, feels good, all his hard earned cash
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| And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
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| Could it be our boy’s done something rash?
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| Come on, come on
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| Jenny Diver, ho, ho, ho, Sukey Tawdry
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| Hello Miss Lotte Lenya, good evening, Lucy Brown
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| Oh, the line forms way on the right, babe
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| And now that Macky’s back in olderly town
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| I said, «Jenny Diver, look out, Sukey Tawdry
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| Stay back, Lotte Lenya, move it over Lucy Brown
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| Oh the line forms way beyond the right, babe
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| And now that Macky’s back in town»
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| Look out, old Macky is back! |