Mack The Knife

Robbie Williams

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 on 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
Someone's sneaking around the corner
Could that be our, boy, Mack the knife?

From a tugboat, down by the river, don't you know
There's a cement bag, ah, 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'ja here 'bout Louie Miller, he disappeared, baby
After drawing out all, his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends
He spends just like a, like a sailor
Could it be, could it be, could it be
Our boy done something rash

Yeah, Jenny Diver, oh, Sukey Tawdry
Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and oh, Lucy Brown
Yeah, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mack is back in town

I said Jenny Diver, oh, oh, oh, Sukey Tawdry
Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and oh, Lucy Brown
Yeah, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mack is, back in town...

Look out, old Mack is back, wow!