Mack the Knife - Frank Sinatra with Jimmy Buffett

Frank)
Hey, the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Mack Heath dear
And he keeps it way out of sight

(Jimmy)
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves though has Mack Heath dear
So there's never, never a trace of red

(Frank)
On the sidewalk, one sunday morning

(Jimmy)
Lies a body, oozin' life

(Frank)
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner

(Frank and Jimmy)
Could that someone perhaps perchance be Mack the knife
(Jimmy)
From a tugboat, on the river going slow

(Frank)
A cement bag is dropping on down
(Jimmy)
You know that cement is for the weight dear
(Frank)
You can make a large bet that bum's in town
(Jimmy)
Yeah it is in town
(Frank)
My man Louis Miller
(Jimmy)
He split the scene babe
(Frank)
After drawing out all the bread from his stash
(Jimmy)
Now Mack Heath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose this guy he did something rash

(Frank)
Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
(Both)
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
(Frank)
That old blue eyes, he ain't gonna add anything new
(Jimmy)
Oh yes you do
(Frank)
But with this big fat band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, Jack

(Jimmy)
That's Jimmy, Frank

(Frank)
I now i can't lose
When i tell you,
(Both)
All about Mack the knife babe
(Frank)
It's an offer
(Both)
You can never refuse

(Jimmy)
We got Patrick Williams,
(Frank)
Bill Miller playing that piano
And this wonderful great big band, bringing up the rear
(Both)
All these mad cats in this band now
(Frank)
They make the greatest sound, you're ever gonna hear

(Frank first then Jimmy)
Oh Sookie Taudry,
Jenny Diver,
Polly Peachum,
(Jimmy)
I know her well
(Both)
Miss Lulu Brown
(Jimmy)
Hey the line forms, on the right dear
(Frank)
Now that Mack Heath
(Jimmy)
Oh Mack Heath
(Frank)
Yeah that bum is back
(Jimmy)
Oh that bum is back
(Frank)
And now I'm gonna tell you what I think that you should do
(Jimmy)
What should I do?

(Frank)
You'd better lock your doors, and call the law
(Both)
Because Mack Heath
(Frank)
He's come back in town
(Frank)
Get under the bed, hide, go of the country any place, he's gonna
(Jimmy)
Lock out Mack Heath is back!
(Frank)
He's gonna get you!



Credits
Writer(s): Kurt Weill, Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht
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