Ma Baker

Freeze! I'm Ma Baker Put your hands in the air an' give me all your money! 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 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