Thank you, thank you ladies and gentlemen 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 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 Oh the shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though, wears Macheath dear So there's not, not a trace of red On a Sunday, 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? Oh what's the next , to this song, now This is the one, now I don't know But it was a swinging tune and it's a hit tune So we tried to do Mack the Knife Ah, Louis Miller, 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? 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 of Mack the Knife Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah nop do bo de do 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 So, you've heard it, yes, we've swung it And we tried to, yes, we sung it You won't recognize it, it's a surprise hit This tune, called Mack the Knife And so we leave you, in Berlin town 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
Thank you, thank you ladies and gentlemen 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 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 Oh the shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though, wears Macheath dear So there's not, not a trace of red On a Sunday, 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? Oh what's the next , to this song, now This is the one, now I don't know But it was a swinging tune and it's a hit tune So we tried to do Mack the Knife Ah, Louis Miller, 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? 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 of Mack the Knife Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah nop do bo de do 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 So, you've heard it, yes, we've swung it And we tried to, yes, we sung it You won't recognize it, it's a surprise hit This tune, called Mack the Knife And so we leave you, in Berlin town 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
