| Bonnie and Clyde were pretty looking people
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| But I can tell you people
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| They were the devil’s children
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| Bonnie and Clyde began their evil doing
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| One lazy afternoon down Savannah way
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| They robbed a store and
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| Hightailed outa that town
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| Got clean away in a stolen car
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| And waited till the heat died down
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| Bonnie and Clyde advanced their reputation
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| And made the graduation
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| Into the banking business
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| Reach for the sky sweet-talking Clyde would holler
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| As Bonnie loaded dollars in the dewlap bag
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| Now one brave man-he tried to take 'em alone
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| They left him lying in a pool of blood
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| And laughed about it all the way home.
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| Bonnie and Clyde got to be public enemy number one
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| Running and hiding
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| From every American lawman’s gun
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| They used to laugh about dying
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| But deep inside 'em they knew
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| That pretty soon they’d be lying
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| Beneath the ground together
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| Pushing up daisies to welcome the sun
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| And the morning dew
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| Acting upon reliable information
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| A federal deputation laid a deadly ambush
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| When Bonnie and Clyde came walking in the sunshine
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| A half a dozen carbines opened up on them
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| Bonnie and Clyde
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| They lived a lot together
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| And finally
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| They died together. |