|Frank Sinatra /Bobby Darin||[-] Transpozícia [+] Tlač textu  |
Mack The Knife
Frank Sinatra /Bobby Darin
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 old MacHeath, babe So there's never, never a trace of red On the sidewalk, oh Sunday morning don't ya know Lies a body, just oozing life There's someone sneaking round the corner could that be our boy Mack the knife? From a tug boat down by the river don't you know There's A cement bag just a dropping down That cement's there, its there for the weight, dear Five will get you ten old Mack hes back in town Louie Miller he disappeared After drawing out his hard earned cash And MacHeath spends, he spends just like a, like a sailor Could it be? Could it be? Could it be our boy did something? Jenny Diver, oh Sukey Tawdry, look out Mrs Polly, and old Lucy Brown Oh the line forms on the right, babe Now that Mack is back in town I said Jenny Diver, oh Sukey Tawdry, look out miss Polly, and old Lucy Brown Oh the line forms on the right, babe Now that Mack is back in town.