Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear, And he shows them pearly white. Just a jackknife has McHeath, dear, And he keeps it out of sight. When the shark bites with his teeth, dear, Scarlet billows start to spread. Fancy gloves, though, wears McHeath, dear, So there's not a trace of red. On the sidewalk Sunday morning Lies a body oozing life. Somebody's sneaking, sneaking round the corner, Is that somebody McIntyre? From a tugboat by the river A cement bag's dropping down. The cement is just for the weight, dear, Bet you Mackey's, Mackey's back in town. Oh, Louie Miller, he disappeared, dear, After drawing, drawing out all of his cash And McBee spends like a sailor. Did our boy, did he do something rash? Yes, sir, keep showing me Danny Diver, Polly Peacham, and Lucy Brown. Oh, the line forms on the right, dear, Now that Mackey's back in town.