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Bonnie & Clyde

Did you read the story of Jesse James?
About how he lived and how he died?
You liked it huh? You want some more
Well then listen to the story of Bonnie and Clyde
Okay, so Clyde has a girlfriend
She's beautiful and her name's Bonnie
Together they're the Barrow gang
Their names - Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
When I came to know Clyde long ago
He was a loyal, honest, upright guy
I really think it's society
Which has spoilt me forever
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Oh what they wrote about her and I
They say we're cold-blooded killers
It ain't much fun but we got no choice
But shut them up when they start shouting
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Every time a policeman gets killed
Every time a garage or a bank gets robbed
The police has no doubt about it
It was done by Clyde Barrow, Bonnie Parker
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Now whenever we try and settle down
When we go live in a furnished apartment
Three days later it goes tac tac tac
Tommy guns get back on us
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Sooner or later we'll fall together
I don't care; I'm scared for Bonnie
What does it matter if they freaking kill me
I, Bonnie, am scared for Clyde Barrow
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Anyhow they couldn't get out of trouble
The only way out was death
But more than one followed them to Hell
When Barrow and Bonnie Parker died
Bonnie and Clyde

Bonnie and Clyde

BONNIE AND CLYDE

You heard the story of Jessie James,

Of how he lived and died,

If you're still in need of something to read

Here's the story of Bonnie & Clyde.

Now Bonnie & Clyde are the Barrow gang,

I'm sure you all have read how they rob and steal

And those who kill are usually find dying or dead.

They called them coldhearted of killers

They say they are heartless and mean

But I say this with pride,

That I once knew Clyde when he was honest and upright and clean.

But the laws fall around,

Keep kicking him down,

And locking him up in a cell,

'Til he said to me: "I'd never be free"

So I'll meet a few of them in hell,

If the policeman is killed in Dallas,

And they have no clue or guide,

If they can't seem to find

They'll just wipe their slate clean and hang it on

Bonnie and Clyde

If they try to act like citizens,

And when they have a nice looking flat,

About a certain night,

They're invited to fight,

By a certain rat-tat-a-tat

Someday they'll go down together,

They'll bury them side by side,

To you it will be grief

To the law, a relief

But it's death for Bonnie & Clyde

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Auteur: Serge Gainsbourg

Componist: Serge Gainsbourg

Publisher: Mercury

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Uitgegeven in: 1968

Taal: Engels

Vertalingen: Engels , Spaans

Komt voor op: Initials SG (2002)

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