Serge Gainsbourg
The Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde
You’ve all read the story of Jesse James
How he lived, how he died
Gave you a kick — huh — you’re kickin’ for more
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde

So get this, Clyde got himself a girl
She’s beautiful and her name is Bonnie
They formed a gang of two as much as we know
Their names, Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde

When I first met Clyde, I can remember
Strictly on the level, loved me tender
I suppose society’s to blame
Never had the chance to make a good name
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde

Everything’s been written black and white
They say we kill for pleasure, gun to jack knife
It’s only when the teller takes to screamin’
A trigger-happy smile gets pulled with meaning
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde

Everytime a copper stops a bullet
A store gets done, they’re sure to say we pulled it
The headlines always read the morning after
Murder signed - Clyde Barrow, Bonnie Parker
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde
No use dreaming what life could have been like
A nine to five day job as clean as snow white
Within three days comes the sound tac tac tac
Of machine guns coming back to attack tack tack
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde

Takin’ in first prize, lucky couple
All they had to do was die in double
The cops were garne, the Barrows went down fighting
That autumn day, green leaves fell like lightning
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde

One of these days, together, six feet under
They’II lay us down, in unmarked graves, I wonder
Who’II give a damn, who’II want to know tomorrow
Who was Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde