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Lời bài hát: Ma Baker

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Freeze, I'm a baker, put your hands in the air and give me all your money She was the meanest cat in all 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 fat, he wasn't tough enough She took her boys along, cause they were mean and strong My baker, she taught her four sons My baker, to handle their guns My baker, she never could cry My baker, but she knew how to cry I cut the U.S.A. And when all was killed, she really made them pay She had no heart at all, no no no heart at all And did a man she liked, she thought she'd stay with him When he informed them, they did away with him She didn't care at all, just didn't care at all My baker, she taught her four sons My baker, to handle their guns My baker, she never could cry My baker, but she knew how to cry Here is a special bulletin Ma Baker is the FBI's most wanted woman Her photos hang on every post office wall If you have any information about this woman Please contact the nearest police station It was their last foray 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 you out Ma Baker and her sons They didn't want to pay They died with blazing guns And so the story ends Of one who left no friends My baker, she taught her four sons My baker, to handle their guns My baker, she never could cry My baker, but she knew how to cry *

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