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She was the meanest cat, in old Chicago town,
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she was the meanest cat, she really mowed them down.
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She had no heart at all, no no no heart at all.
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She was the meanest cat, oh she was really tough,
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she left her husband flat, he wasn't tough enough.
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She took her boys along, 'cos they were mean and strong.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die!
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They left a trail of crime across the U.S.A.
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And when one boy was killed, she really made them pay.
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She had no heart at all, no no no heart at all.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die!
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She met a man she liked, she thought she'd stay with him,
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one day he fought with them, they did away with him.
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She didn't care at all, just didn't care at all.
[Bridge]
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" Here is a 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 the nearest police station..."
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Don't anybody move! The money or your lives!
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One day they robbed a bank, it was their last foray,
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the cops appeared too soon, they couldn't get away.
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And all the loot they had, it made them mighty mad.
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And so they shot it out, Ma Baker and her sons.
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They didn't want to hang, they died with blazing guns.
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and so the story ends, of one who left no friends.
[Chorus]
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she taught her four sons,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - to handle their guns.
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - she never could cry,
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Ma Ma Ma Ma - Ma Baker - but she knew how to die
[Ende mit]
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