Make the Knife - Louis Armstrong

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear

And he shows them, pearly white

Just a jackknife has MacHeath, dear

And he keeps it out of sight

When the shark bites with his teeth, dear

Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves though wears MacHeath, dear

So there’s not a trace, mmm of red

On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin', baby

Lies a body, oozin' life

Someone sneakin' around the corner

Is the someone, Mack the Knife?

From a tugboat, by the river

A cement bag's drooppin' down

Yeah, the cement's just for the weight, dear

Bet you Mack, he's back in town

Looky here Louie Miller, disappeared, dear

After drawing out his cash

And MacHeath spends like a sailor

Did our boy do somethin' rash?

Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver

Lotte Lenya, Sweet Lucy Brown

Oh, the line forms on the right, dears

Now that Mack, he's back in town

Take it, Satch