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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bobby Farrell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Farian
Songwriter
George Reyam
Songwriter
JAY F
Songwriter
Lyrics
Freeze, I'm Ma Baker
Freeze, I'm Ma Baker
This is the story of Ma Baker
The meanest cat from Old Chicago Town
She was the meanest cat
In Old Chicago Town
She was the meanest cat
She really mowed 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
'Cause 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 USA
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
Then came a man she liked
She thought she'd stay with him
When he informed and then
They did away with him
She didn't care at all
Just didn't care at all
Here's a special bulletin
Ma Baker is the most FBI 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
Don't anybody move, the money or your lives
Don't anybody move, the money or your lives
Don't anybody move, the money or your lives
One day they robbed a bank
It was their last horray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
With all the load 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
Writer(s): Frank Farian, Fred Jay, George Reyam
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