Clay Aiken - Mack the knife
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jackknife has MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it out of sight
When the shark bites with those teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears MacHeath, babe
So there’s never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk Sunday morning
Lies a body oozing life
Someone’s sneaking ’round the corner
Could that someone, be Mack the Knife?
From a tug boat down by the river
A cement bag is dropping down
The cement’s there for the weight, dear
Bet you, Mack, he’s back in town
Louie Miller he disappeared, babe
After drawing out his cash

And MacHeath spends like a sailor
Could he be a boy done something rash?
Jenny Diver, and Sukey Tawdry
Polly Peachum, Lucy Brown
Yes, the line forms on the right, dear
Now that Mack is back in town
Jenny Diver, or Sukey Tawdry
Polly Peachum, Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, dear
Because that Mack is back in town