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...
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