Mack the Knife
Thank you. Thank You...
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though, wears Macheath dear
So there's not a trace, not a trace of red
Lies a body, oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Tell me could it be, could it be, could it be
Mack the Knife?
This is the one now I don't know
But if was a swinging tune
and its a hit too
so we try to do mack the knife
Oh, something about cash
Yeah, Miller, he was spending that trash
And Macheath dear, he spends like a sailor
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Could that boy do, something rash
They made a record, oh but they did
And now Ella, Ella, and her fellas
We're making a wreck, what a wreck
Of Mack The Knife
Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah nop do bo de do
singing bah bah bah nop do bo de do
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And do bo bo bah bah bah nop do bo de do {}
Yes, we've swung it
And we tried to
Yes, we sung it
It's a surprise hit
This tune, called Mack The Knife
Yes, we've swung old Mack
We've swung old Mack in town
For the Darin fans,
And for the Louis Armstrong fans, too
We told you look out, look out, look out
Old Macheath's back in town