Jack the Ripper

The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 There's a man who walks the streets of London late at night
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 With a little black bag that's oh-so tight
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 He's got a big black cloak hangin' down his back
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 Well, that's a one big cat I just a hate to fight
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 When he walks down the streets
 To every girl he meets, he says, is your name Mary Blood?
 Uaaaaaaah!
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 When she walks down the streets, he's never far behind
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 With his little black bag and his one tracked mind
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 Well, he nearly catches up when the lights go down
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 'Cause that's the time he starts his dirty, uh, chop-around
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 When he walks down the streets
 To every girl he meets, he says, is your name Mary Blood?
 Uaaaaaaah!
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 Scotland Yard'll never catch him, 'cause he's a much too clever
 He's much too clever
 Mm, but if they do, man, they'll get: The Ripper - yeah!
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 Well, the streets of London kinda never safe
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 Whenever Jack The Ripper ever shows his face
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 So, you pretty little girlies, take a-my advice
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 And don't walk the streets of London late at night
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 When he walks down the streets
 To every girl he meets, he says, is your name Mary Blood?
 Uaaaaaaah!
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
 The Ripper, Jack The Ripper