Oh the shark has, pretty teeth, baby And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife, has MacHeath, dear And he keeps it, out of sight
When the shark bites with his teeth, baby Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, though, wears MacHeath, dear So there's not, a trace of red
On the sidewalk, Sunday morning Lies a body oozin' life Someones sneakin' 'round the corner Is that someone, Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat, by the river A cement bags drooppin' down The cement's just, for the weight, dear Bet you Mackys back in town
The cement's just, for the weight, dear Bet you Mackys back in tow-ow-ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
