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

Just a jackknife
Has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it
Outta sight

When the shark bites
With those teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves, oh
Wears MacHeath, babe
So there's never
Never a trace of red

Oh, the shark has
Pretty teeth, dear

And now Mackie's
Back in town!

backwashed thoughts
and you made me talk
no you made me listen
there's a feeling from ada to irene
there's something
there's nothing you haven't seen
tiny tv
on at three
so serene
no place to be alone
so come on over
yeah
let's sit down a little while
some wine
you will find the same things
the same things
the same things
the same things
the same things
by the time you read this
you kicked it in the sun
it was all that you could do
how could you refuse
and you kicked it in the sun
it was all you had to do
and you kicked