You’re a naughty one Saucy Jack

You’re a haughty one Saucy Jack

When the streetlamp gaslight flickers and fails

Then you see the last light glinting off the entrails

Oh naughty naughty naughty

You’re a sneaky one Saucy Jack
You’re a cheeky one Saucy Jack
First the whore says “Guv’nor fancy a squeeze?”
Next you will be shov’in her down the hole to Hades

Oh naughty naughty naughty

The scourge of London Town
(The scourge of London Town)
There’ll be no rest ’til
You are a guest of The Crown

Naughty naughty naughty

You’re a ghoulish one Saucy Jack
Not a foolish one Saucy Jack
Though the peelers track you early and late
Slipping out the back you counter with a checkmate

Oh naughty naughty naughty
Naughty naughty naughty
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