ELLA FITZGERALD - MACK THE KNIFE
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Music by Kurt Weill
Lyrics by Bertolt Brecht
Oh, the shark has pearly teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight
When the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though, wears Macheath, dear
So there's not a trace, not a trace of red
On a sidewalk, on a Sunday morning
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?
There's a tugboat down by the river don't ya know
a cement bag's a-droopping down
Oh the cement's just for the weight, dear
bet you Macky's back in town
Ah, Louis Miller
That cabbie disappeared, dear
After drawin' out all his cash
And now MacHeath, he spends just like a sailor
Tell me, tell me did my boy do somethin' rash?
Oh, Sukey Tawdry and old Lucy Brown
{Louis Armstrong imitation}
Yes, the line forms on the right, dear
Thank you folks, look out ther Bobby Darin singing the same song now
Oh Bobby Darin, and Louis Armstrong
They made a record, oh but they did
And now Ella, Ella, and her fellas
We're making a wreck, what a wreck
such a wreck to this same old song
So, we've sung it
Yes, we've swung it
We've swung old Mack
We've swung old Mackie
And as for you people here
We told you look out, look out, look out
Old Macheath's back in town
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