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 Mr. Capone Every kid will idolize Clyde Barrow One thing young lady, I guarantee Is that this word will remember me Yes this world will remember me
Don't you think it's time That you lost that egg-stained apron And wore something 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 the silver screen You've 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