Thelma and Louise - Anna Bergendahl

Let it burn, leave in smoke, and take the cash

Then hurry back

And go tell your mother, «From the start, a hungry heart

Is doomed to break»

Gold will be gold 'fore we get old

When we can still be really dumb

And leave no trace, lie to their face

Yeah, we’ll just bite our tongue

I know one day they will put us both six feet below the ground

And by then, all that is left are memories

So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun

And they can call us Thelma and Louise

And in the flames, I swear I heard a mockingbird

Calling my name

And from the dirt, something new will come on through

And rise again

Gold will be gold 'fore we get old

When we can still be really dumb

We are blood brothers, don’t tell the others

You know, mum’s the word

I know one day they will put us both six feet below the ground

And by then, all that is left are memories

So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun

And they can call us Thelma and Louise

Gold will be gold 'fore we get old

When we can still be really dumb

And leave no trace, lie to their face

We’ll just bite our tongue

I know one day they will put us both six feet below the ground

And by then, all that is left are memories

So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun

And they can call us Thelma and Louise

So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun

And they can call us Thelma and Louise