Ma Baker - Remix '93

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)
 (Don't anybody move, the money or your lives)
 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