Mack the Knife (Live At The Cote d'Azur, 7/28/1966)

Oh the shark has
Pearly teeth, dear
And he shows them
Pearly white

Just a jackknife
Has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it
Out, out of sight

When the shark bites
With his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows
Start to spread

Fancy gloves, though
Wears Macheath, dear
So that there's not gonna trace
Not gonna trace of red

On a sidewalk
On a Sunday morning
Lies a body oozin' life

Someone's sneaking
Round the corner
Tell me, could it be
Could it be, could it be
Mack the Knife?

On a tugboat
Down by the river
Don't you know?
A cement bag that go up and down

The cement
Just for the weight, dear
Betcha that cap ol' Mackie is
Oh, ol' Mackie, he's back in town

Oh, Snuky Taudry and old Lucy Brown
Yes, the line bombs singing Ella
(Hello, darling, look at that puppeteer)
(Singin' the same song, they do)

Bobby Darin'
And Louis Armstrong
They made a record
Ooh, but they didn't know the song

And now Ella, Ella and her fellas
We're making a wreck
What a wreck
Such a wreck of the same old song

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, we sung it
Yes, yes, yes, yes we've swung in
We've swung ol' Mack
We've swung ol' Mackie down

For you people here, here at the Jazz Festival
We're gonna sing, we're gonna swing
We're gonna add one more chorus
We're gonna...

One more

Can we go
With one?
Just one
One more

Have we sung it?
Oh, yes, we swung it
We swung ol' Mack
We swung ol' Mack for you

And once again
We'd like to know
To let you know it, too
So, the cap, the cap, the cap, the cap, the man

Oh, let back all day to see, to look out there
Ol' Mackie is back in town
He's back, he's back, he's back, he's back
He's back, he's back, he's back, he's back

He's back
He's back
In town
Back in, back in town

(Beautiful, baby)