Song:
E
e | -------------------- |
B | -------------------- |
G | -------------------- |
D | -------------------- |
A | ---------2h4p2p0---- |
E | --0---4------------- |
A
e | -------------------- |
B | -------------------- |
G | -------------------- |
D | ---------2h4p2p0---- |
A | --0---4------------- |
E | -------------------- |
B
e | -------------------- |
B | -------------------- |
G | -------------------- |
D | ------1--4h6p4p0---- |
A | --2----------------- |
E | -------------------- |
Intro: E5 x8
E5
Slim lined sheik faced Angel of the night
Riding like a cowboy In the graveyard of the night
New York witch in the dungeon Of the day
I'm trying to write my novel But all you do is play
A5 E5
Boomerang, ooh baby, boomerang
B5 A5 E5
well you never slight a person but you always bang the whole gang
E5
Oh yeah...
E5
Mince pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind
I'm searching through this garbage Looking for a friend
Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg
Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed
A5 E5
Baby Boomerang, ooh baby, boomerang
B5 A5 E5
well you never slight a person but you always bang the whole gang
E5
Oh yeah...
It seems to me to dream Is something too wild
In Max's Kansas City You a belladonna child
Riding on the highways On the gateways to the south
You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth
A5 E5
Baby Boomerang, ooh baby, boomerang
B5 A5 E5
well you never slight a person but you always bang the whole gang
E5
Oh yeah...