Written by Marc Bolan
Intro: Ehide this tabRiff 1 E E|-----------------| B|-----------------| G|-----------------| D|-----------------| A|--------2h4p2p0--| E|--0--4-----------| Riff 2 A E|-----------------| B|-----------------| G|-----------------| D|--------2h4p2p0--| A|--0--4-----------| E|-----------------| Riff 3 B E|-----------------| B|-----------------| G|-----------------| D|-----1--4h6p4p0--| A|--2--------------| E|-----------------|Verse 1:
E 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 playA E Baby boomerang, baby boomerang B A E Well you never spike a person but you always bang the whole gang!Verse 2:
E 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 bedA E Baby boomerang, baby boomerang B A E Well you never spike a person but you always bang the whole gang!Verse 3:
E 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 mouthFinal: EA E Baby boomerang, baby boomerang B A E Well you never spike a person but you always bang the whole gang! A E Baby boomerang, baby boomerang B A E Well you never spike a person but you always bang the whole gang! E Wow! Thank you ma'am!
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