Max Croony – Mack The Knife (Frank Sinatra and Quincy Jones Cover), classic, jazz, lyrics, karaoke


Max Croony – Mack The Knife (Frank Sinatra and Quincy Jones Cover), classic, jazz, lyrics, karaoke

the idea girl says

i hope max auditions for the x factor tv show or america’s got talent 🙂

 

enjoy the old classic songs with a new singer

he should be performing in vegas, do you agree?

 

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About song
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mack_the_Knife

Lyrics
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Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows ’em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it, keeps it way out of sight

When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves though has Macheath, dear
So there’s rarely, never one trace of red

On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin’
Lies a body oozin’ life
Someone’s sneaking ’round the corner
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be Mack the Knife?

From a tugboat on the river goin’ slow
A cement bag, it is dropping down
Yeah, the cement is just for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet Macheath is back in town

My man Louie Miller, he split the scene, babe
After drawin’ out all the bread, from his stash
Now Macheath spends just like a pimp, babe
Do you suppose that our boy, he did something rash?

Ah, Frank Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That Max Croony ain’t gonna add nothing new

But with This backing track right behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can’t lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It’s an offer, you can never refuse

We got George Benson, we got Michael Bublé
We got Robbie Williams and Hampton’s bringing up the rear
All these bad cats, and more, are in the band now
They make the greatest sounds, you ever gonna hear

Hey Sookie Taudry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum, Old Miss Lulu Brown
Oh the line forms, on the right dear
Now that Macheath, I mean that man Macheath
Yeah he’s bad, mercy mercy
Yeah he’s badder than old Leroy Brown
You better lock your door, and call the law
Because Macheath’s, that bum,
He’s back in town

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