La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la

Baby, let's run away
They'll never find us in Mexico
There's no time to waste
Things are heatin' up and we got to go

You can hop up on my Harley, bring that bottle of Bacardi
And we'll ride together through the night
I put the pedal to the metal, it's just you, me, and the devil
And they'll never catch us dead or alive

Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Every little thing's gonna be alright
I'll be yours, and you'll be mine
We'll ride or die like Bonnie and Clyde

Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Every little thing's gonna be alright
I'll be yours, and you'll be mine
We'll ride or die like Bonnie and Clyde

Dangerous
I took a bullet and she kissed it better
We play with loaded guns
Matching tattoos underneath our leather

We'll be sipping margaritas on a beach in Costa Rica
'Cause we got away with the perfect crime
We got bullets down in Texas, but they're never gonna catch us
No, they'll never catch us dead or alive, oh

Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Every little thing's gonna be alright
I'll be yours, and you'll be mine
We'll ride or die like Bonnie and Clyde

Hush, little baby, don't you cry
Every little thing's gonna be alright
I'll be yours, and you'll be mine
We'll ride or die like Bonnie and Clyde

La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la-la