Ma Baker - Boney M.

FREEZE! I´m Ma Baker´ 
put your hands in the air, 
gimme all your money! 

This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat 
from ol´ Chicago town 
She was the meanest cat 
In old Chicago town 
She was the meanest cat 
She really moved 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 flat 
He wasn´t tough enough 
She took her boys along 
´cos they were mean and strong 

Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she taught her four sons 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
to handle their guns 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she never could cry 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
but she knew how to die 
They left a trail of crime 
Across the U.S.A. 
And when one boy was killed 
She really made them pay 
She had no heart at all 
No no no heart at all 

Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she taught her four sons 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
to handle their guns 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she never could cry 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
but she knew how to die 

she met a man she liked 
she thought she´d stay with him 
one day he formed with them 
they did away with him 
she didn´t care at all 
just didn´t care at all 

(Speaker:)
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"... 
Don´t anybody move! 
The money or your lives! 
One day they robbed a bank 
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 it out 
Ma Baker and her sons 
they didn´t want to hang 
they died with blazing guns 
and so the story ends 
of one who left no friends 

Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she taught her four sons 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
to handle their guns 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she never could cry 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
but she knew how to die 

Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she taught her four sons 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
to handle their guns 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
she never could cry 
Ma Ma Ma Ma, Ma Baker 
but she knew how to die