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?      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?      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?      The Ripper, Jack The Ripper   The Ripper, Jack The Ripper