Mack The Knife Lyrics - Come Fly With Me - Peter Andre

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth dear 

And he shows 'em, pearly white 

Just a jack knife has MacHeath dear 

And he keeps it way out of sight 

When that shark bites with his teeth, dear 

Scarlet billows begin to spread 

Fancy white gloves has MacHeath dear 

So there's never, never a trace of red 

On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning 

Lies a body, oozin' life 

Someone's sneaking 'round the corner 

Could that someone perhaps perchance be Mack The Knife? 

From a tugboat, on the river going slow 

A cement bag is dropping down 

You know that cement is for the weight dear 

You can make a large bet That bum's in town. 

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My man Louis Miller, he split the scene babe 

After drawing out all the bread from his stash 

Now MacHeath spends like a sailor 

Do you suppose this guy he did something rash 

Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darin 

They did this song nice, Lady Ella too 

They all sang it, with so much feeling 

That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add anything new 

But with this big fat band, jumping behind me 

Swinging hard Jack. I know I can't lose 

When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe 

It's an offer, you can never refuse 

We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano 

And this wonderful big big band, bringing up the rear 

All the fat cats, in this band now 

They make the greatest sounds, you're ever gonna hear 

Oh Sookie Tawdry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Miss Lu-lu Brown 

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Hey the line forms, on the right dear 

Now that MacHeath's back in town 

You'd better lock your doors, and call the law 

Because MacHeath's back in town