You know him/ Vous connaissez… ces types

by Mama Knuf and Mack the Knife

The bar’s smoky, dark red hues, dear
I need a drink, calm my nerves
What’s the deal, doll? All’s without, babe
There you go, now, show off your curves

But, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old No-good, babe
And he keeps it … ah … out of sight.

Oh, when the heart stops, that’s trouble
Don’t you know? Well, it’s a fact
I ain’t lucid, no, I ain’t thinkin’
So I look up, make eye contact

But, know when that shark bites, with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, though, wears old No-good, babe
So there’s nevah, nevah a trace of red.

I count on love, dear, ta stop those old tricks … ah
Break that habit, don’tcha know?
‘Cause I got magic, yes, down-right power
And it starts, it starts when I say “Hello.”

She’s talkin’ crazy … oh … really foolish
Same old story a hundred times
Je pense qu’elle mourra probablement
Parce que, c’est vrai, this is Mack the Knife

Now on the sidewalk … uuh, huh … whoo … sunny mornin’ … uuh, huh
Lies a body just oozin’ life … eeek!
And someone’s sneakin’ ‘round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

Now … Jenny Diver … ho, ho … yeah … Sookie Stackhouse
Ooh … Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Macky’s back in town.

Look out … old Macky is back!!