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FREEZE ! I'm Ma Baker - put your hands in the air,
gimme all your money

- This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat
from ol' Chicago town

She was the meanest cat
In old Chicago town
She was the meanest cat
She really moved them down
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all

She was the meanest cat
Oh she was really tough
She left her husband flat
He wasn't tough enough
She took her boys along
'cos they were mean and strong

Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die

They left a trail of crime
Across the U.S.A.
And when one boy was killed
She really made them pay
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all

Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die

she met a man she liked
she thought she'd stay with him
one day he informed on them
they did away with him
she didn't care at all
just didn't care at all

spoken :
- Here is a special bulletin.
Ma Baker is the FBI's most wanted woman.
Her photo is hanging on every post office wall.
If you have any information about this woman,
please contact the nearest police station...

- Don't anybody move ! The money or your lives !

One day they robbed a bank
it was their last foray
the cops appeared too soon
they couldn't get away
and all the loot they had
it made them mighty mad
and so they shot it out
Ma Baker and her sons
they didn't want to hang
they died with blazing guns
and so the story ends
of one who left no friends

Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die

Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die
Spoken :   FREEZE ! I'm Ma Baker - put your hands in the air,   gimme all your money      - This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat   from ol' Chicago town      She was the meanest cat   In old Chicago town   She was the meanest cat   She really moved them down   She had no heart at all   No no no heart at all      She was the meanest cat   Oh she was really tough   She left her husband flat   He wasn't tough enough   She took her boys along   'cos they were mean and strong      Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die      They left a trail of crime   Across the U.S.A.   And when one boy was killed   She really made them pay   She had no heart at all   No no no heart at all      Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die      she met a man she liked   she thought she'd stay with him   one day he informed on them   they did away with him   she didn't care at all   just didn't care at all      spoken :   - Here is a special bulletin.   Ma Baker is the FBI's most wanted woman.   Her photo is hanging on every post office wall.   If you have any information about this woman,   please contact the nearest police station...      - Don't anybody move ! The money or your lives !      One day they robbed a bank   it was their last foray   the cops appeared too soon   they couldn't get away   and all the loot they had   it made them mighty mad   and so they shot it out   Ma Baker and her sons   they didn't want to hang   they died with blazing guns   and so the story ends   of one who left no friends      Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die      Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry   Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die
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