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 driving
We're shooting 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 ya 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 come the coppers
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 they're out of 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 they're coming fast
I knew this joy just couldn't last
If I die here let my tombstone read
These last words I do do plead
Oh oh I never have to choose
I love my Clyde and I love my Bonnie too
Thanks, Ruggy!