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Robbie Williams - Mack The Knife - 2001
Oh the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, out of sight
You know when that shark bites, with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, start to spread
And fancy gloves though, wears Old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, oh, Sunday morning, don´t you know
Lies a body, just oozing life
And someone's sneaking round the corner
Could that be our boy Mack the knife?
From a tug boat by the river, don´t you know
There´s a cement bag just dropping on down
That cement's there, it´s there for the weight, dear
Five will get you ten Old Mack is back in town
D´ya hear ´bout Louie Miller he disappeared, baby
After drawing out his hard earned cash
And now MacHeath spends, he spends just like a saailor, like a sailor
Could it be, could it be, could it be our boy´s done something rash?
Oh, Jenny Diver, Sukey Tawdry
Look out Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yeah the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mack is back in town
Look out old Macky is back |
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