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Uh-huh, Uh-huhLay way back you cats, Dig inLive a while, yes, Mr Mack is movin' inThough the shark has, pretty teeth, dearAnd he shows 'em pearly whitesJust a jackknife has MacHeath, dearAnd he keeps it, well out of sightWhen the shark bites, with his teeth, dearScarlet billows start to spreadFancy gloves, though, wears MacHeath, dearSo there's not a trace of redOn the sidewalk, Sunday mornin'Lies a body oo-oozin' lifeSomeones sneakin' 'round the cor-or-ornerIs that someone Mack the Knife?From a tugboat, by the riverA cement bags drooppin' downThe cement, that's just for the weight, dearI'll bet you Mackys back in tow-ownMr Miller, disappeared, dearAfter drawin' out all of his cashLetras de cancionesWent tap city, and MacHeath spends like a sailorDid our boy do, somethin' rash?Sukey Tawdry, Jenny DiverPolly Peacham, Miss Lucy BrownOh, the line forms on the right, dearNow that Mackys back in town From Letras Mania