My lady got a bad side
Killing with the lights out
Blowing me my brain out
She likes playing with them big guns
My pistol in her holster
My rope tied around her
She's a femme fatale, dangerous girl
Killer eyes, bullet-proof heart
She can shoot me between the eyes
If I can die there in her arms
Baby we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Baby we could be ride or die
Two bad born killers
Your hands on my trigger
Baby we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Baby we could go out in style
Two outlaw lovers
Get undercover
I'm at the end of her gun barrel
Wanted posters, front page fame
Play my heart like a damn fiddle
Shoot a bullet with my name
She's a femme fatale, dangerous girl
Criminal mind on the run
She can blame me during the trial
If I can die there in her arms
Baby we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Baby we could be ride or die
Two bad born killers
Your hands on my trigger
Baby we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Baby we could go out in style
Two outlaw lovers
Get undercover
Baby we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Baby we could be ride or die
Two bad born killers
Your hands on my trigger
Baby we could be Bonnie and Clyde
Baby we could go out in style
Two outlaw lovers
Get undercover
