Bonnie and Clyde

My Dear Clyde

I fell in love with you

but I have to say

that I love Bonnie, too.

Your mouth is sugar sweet

I like the way you kiss

but, it's Bonnie that can move me

with a whisper of her lips

Oh, Oh I don't wanna choose

I love my Clyde but I love my Bonnie too.

I also have a tommy

He's my Tommy gun

and when we go out drivin'

We're shootin' for fun.

Well, it's a one, two, three, four, five, six, seven

Oh, you know what happens when we get to eleven

I love my Bonnie and I love my Clyde

If you wanna get to heaven we can take yah for a ride

Oh, Oh I don't wanna choose

I love my Clyde but I love my Bonnie too.

So I get dolled up and I'll shine my shoes

and I'll wear that dress that takes away

your blues

Where we go, Bonnie comes too

Let's hit the bank and get some booze

Oh, Oh I don't wanna choose

I love my Clyde but I love my Bonnie too.

Well, here comes the cops.

It's the end of our run

you shoot, I'll drive

Bonnie get shotgun

We'll take that road turn left turn right

we can all kiss when their outta sight

Oh, Oh I don't wanna choose

I love my Clyde but I love my Bonnie too.

We just can't shake 'em, and thier commin' fast

I knew this joy just couldn't last

If I die here let my tombston read

These last words I do do plead

Oh oh I never hafta choose

I love my Clyde and I Love my Bonnie too.