Mack the Knife Songtext
von Ann‐Margret

Oh the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old Macheath, dear
And he keeps it, keeps it, keeps it out of sight
The shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fine silk gloves though wears old Macheath, dear
So there′s never, never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, Sunday morning
Lies a body oozing life
Someone's sneaking ′round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
Well I don't know, I don't know From a tugboat by the river
A seaman′s bag′s dropping on down
The seaman's just for the wait, dear
Five against ten, old Macky′s back in town
He made a, now he disappeared, baby
After drawing out his hard earned cash
And Macheath spends just like a little sailor
Could it be, could it be our boy's done something rash?
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver
Miss Lotte Lenya and Lucy Brown
Now the line forms on the right, baby
Now that Macky′s, Macky's back in town