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Oh, the poor
Yes, the shark
It has big
Buried

there's Macheath
With his big
But hidden
In his

And this same
This sweet shark
It red blood
When it

Big Knife
Wears a glove
Pure in and
in deed

Sunday
blue sky
There's a stretched
On the

the man cruisin'
The
Well, it's
in hand

Jenny
Poor wee
they found her
Knife in

Mackie's
On the West
Hoping
For the

Mind, fire burnt
All through
Seven dead
One old

Hey there,
How is she
another
Hold hour

And sweet babes
sixteen
Story that
Black and

For the of
One screwing
Mackie,
How you?

For the of
One screwing
Mackie,
How you?