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