Music: Frank Wildhorn/Don Black
Bonnie:
So, where you movin' to?
Clyde:
Anywhere I want
Just like the legendary Billy the Kid
Bonnie:
Billy the Kid?
He was an outlaw
Clyde:
Why, yes he was
Bonnie:
And wasn't Billy the Kid ambushed and killed by some sheriff?
Clyde:
He wasn't ambushed
He died an old man in the arms of a young woman
Bonnie:
I'm pretty sure he was gunned down
Clyde:
And I'm tellin' you
Bonnie:
In some hotel room
Clyde:
It don't even matter
I got plans
Bonnie:
Everybody's got plans
Clyde:
Everybody's got dreams
I got plans
Clyde:
The men in this town
Live and die and are forgotten
And it doesn't seem to scare 'em
I can't wait to get away
Away from the drought
And the homeless and the hungry
Where they talk about foreclosures
Every hot and dusty day
I don't intend to waste my life 'round here
I got it all mapped out
If I can pull just three jobs a year
I'll be rich
I'll have wealth and fame
Everyone will know my name
Bonnie:
"Pull three jobs?"
What does that mean?
Clyde:
What do you think it means?
Just like Billy the Kid
And Mister Capone
Every kid will idolize Clyde Barrow
One thing young lady I guarantee
Is that this world will remember me
Yes, this world will remember me
Bonnie:
What did you say your name was again?
Clyde:
Don't you think it's time
That you lost that egg-stained apron
And wore somethin' made of satin from a fine Manhattan store
Yes I can see you
In a car with your own driver
You are headed to your penthouse that will overlook the shore
Your face should be up on that silver screen
You got that "It Girl" look
Bonnie:
I can't believe that you see that in me
I always knew I'd be a star
How intelligent you are
Clyde:
We are wasted 'round here
We're too good for this place
We weren't born to live and die in Texas
This is my plan
There's no plan B
And this world will remember me
You and this world will remember me