You've heard the story of Jesse James
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Of how he lived and died?
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If you're still in need of something to read
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Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde
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Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang
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I am sure you all have read how they were and still
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And those who still
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Are usually found dying or dead
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They call them cold hearted killers
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They say they are heartless and mean
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But I say this with pride
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That I once knew Clyde when he was honest
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And a bright and clean
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But the laws fold around
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Kept taking him down and locking him up in a cell
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'Til he said to me: "I'll never be free"
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If a policeman is killed in Dallas
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And they have no clue or guide
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If they can't think or find
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They just wipe their slake clean
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And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde
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If they try to act like citizens
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And rent them a nice little flat
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About the third night
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They're invited to fight by a
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Sub gun's rat tat tat
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Some day they'll go down together
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They'll bury them side by side
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To few it will be grief to the law a relief
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But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde
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Bonnie And Clyde
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| Belinda Carlisle |
