Mack the Knife

Thank you
We'd like to do something for you now
We haven't heard a girl sing it
And since it's so popular, we'd like to try and do it for you
We hope we remember all the words

Ooh, the shark has pearly teeth, dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight

Oh, the shark bites with his teeth dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy clothes though wears Macheath, dear
So there's not, not a trace of red

On Sunday, Sunday morning
Lies a body oozing life
Someone sneaking 'round the corner
Tell me could it be, could it be, could it be
Mack the Knife?

Oh, what's the next chorus
To this song now?
This is the one now
I don't know

But it was the swinging tune
And it's a hit tune
So we tried to do
Mack the Knife

Ahh, Louie Miller
Called something about cats
Yeah, Miller
He was fillin' that trash

And Macheath, dear
He spends like a sailor
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Could that boy do something rash?

Oh, Pappy Derek and Louie Armstrong
They made a record, oh, but they did
And now, Ella, Ella, and her fella
We're making a wreck, a wreck of Mack the Knife

Oh, Snookie darling
Bo-bo-lo-bo-na-na-ni-ni-lo, lo-lo
Sing it
Bo-bo-lo-bo-lu-bo-bo-lu-mo-lu-mo-mo-lo

Just the jackknife has Macheath, dear
And it moves
Dung, dung-to-dung, ku-bi-di-bi
Know it now

So you heard it
Yes, we swung it
And we tried to
Yes, we sung it

You won't recognize it (ha-ha)
It's a surprise here
This tune called "Mack the Knife"

And so we leave you
In Berlin town
Yes, we swung old Mack
We swung old Mackie down

For the dearest fans
And for the Louie Armstrong fans too
We told you look out, look out, look out
Ooh, Mackie, Mackie tune

(Yeah)