Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe And he keeps it … ah … out of sight. Ya know when that shark bites, with his teeth, babe Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, though, wears old MacHeath, babe So there’s nevah, nevah a trace of red. Now on the sidewalk … uuh, huh … whoo … sunny mornin’ … uuh, huh Lies a body just oozin' life … eeek! And someone’s sneakin' ‘round the corner Could that someone be Mack the Knife? A-there's a tugboat … huh, huh, huh … down by the river don’tcha know Where a cement bag’s just a'droopin' on down Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear Five'll get ya ten old Macky’s back in town. Now, d'ja hear ‘bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash? Now … Jenny Diver … ho, ho … yeah … Sukey Tawdry Ooh … Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, the line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky’s back in town. Aah … I said Jenny Diver … whoa … Sukey Tawdry Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Yes, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky’s back in town … Look out … old Macky is back!!
She came down from Cincinnati It took her three days on a train Lookin’ for some peace and quiet hoped to see the sun again But now she lives down by the ocean She’s takin’ care to look for sharks They hang out in the local bars And they feed right after dark Chorus Can’t you feel ‘em circlin’ honey Can’t you feel ‘em swimmin’ around You got fins to the left, fins to the right and you’re the only bait in town You got fins to the left, fins to the right and you’re the only girl in town She’s savin’ up all of her money Wants to head south in May Maybe roll in the sand with a rock’n'roll man Somewhere down Montserrat way But the money’s good in the season Helps to lighten her load Boys keep her high as the months go by She’s gettin’ postcards from the road Chorus Sailed off to Antigua It took her three days on a boat Lookin’ for some peace and quiet Hopes to keep her dreams afloat But now she feels like a remora ’cause the school’s still close at hand Just behind the reef are the big white teeth of the sharks that can swim on the land Chorus
