Ma Baker - Boney M

Thảo luận trong 'Nhạc Quốc Tế' bắt đầu bởi Nàng Tiên Cá, 6/6/2019.

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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 old 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 realy 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

    She met a man she liked

    She thought she" d stay with him

    One day he formed with them

    They did away with him

    She didn't care at all

    Just didn't care at all

    (Here is 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 your nearest police station)

    One day they robbed a bank

    It was their last hooray

    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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