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Miss Bonnie And Mister Clyde
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I was mindin' my own business down on Deep Elum Street The sun was comin' up and the birds was singin' sweet When a car come around the corner, long and lean and brown Pulls up to the curb beside me and rolls their window down A man throws me a dollar and I asked him what's that for A pack of Luckies and a Paper over at the corner store I peer into the window there's a man and a woman inside Holy Jumpin' Bolts of Lightnin' it's Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde I made a joke about Lucky Strikes that I never should've used Their patience was proportional to the shortness of their fuse Bonnie's pretty little trigger finger was twitchin' by her side And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot long Bowie Knife I brung 'em back the Cigarettes and the Dallas Mornin' Sun I told 'em they made the papers front page and column one Ah, we don't need no smart-assed kid actin' as our guide Now just run along like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde Excuse me sir I says to him, but I thought you was a business guy I might have a little proposition that just might catch your eye The biggest haul of Fort Knox Gold they're a'haulin back tonight And loadin' it up in an Armored Car at the crack of the mornin' light Bonnie grabbed me by the belt loop and pulled me in the car And Clyde held a saw'd-off to my head and lit me a big cigar If you're on the level then we might just be partners on the side But don't even think about double crossin' Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde Within a week I'd been transformed from a beggar to a wanted man The dreams I'd had of a glamorous life were now, oh so close at hand Bonnie kept makin' eyes at me,

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