"Jet Pac Boomerang" lyrics
Nick Lowe & Los Straitjackets Lyrics
"Jet Pac Boomerang"
What can you do
When you can't get through
To a bad baby
One that'll run you round like a taxi ride
Each time I quit I get nowhere fast
She works some kind of magic until at last
She's got me running back
Like a jet pac boomerang
What can you say
When you can't keep away
From a bad, bad, bad baby
You better believe you're gonna hang your head and cry
Each time I say, "That's it, I'm done"
She's got a way of going "whoa, come on"
That gets me running back
Like a jet pac boomerang
Yes but when she says she loves me
Angel choirs sing
Stars come out in the daytime
And I forgive her everything
I ask her is it true
You only make me blue, baby
'Cause you know that I'll be back
Like a jet pac boomerang
Yes but when she says she loves me
I hear a symphony begin
But then the music fades away
And the heartaches start again
I ask her is it true
You only make me blue, baby
'Cause you have me running back
Like a jet pac boomerang
(Boomerang, boomerang)
Can't help myself
(Boomerang, boomerang)
I'm in the grip of a spell it seems
(Boomerang, boomerang)
I've got zero willpower
(Boomerang, boomerang)
Woe and misery
(Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang)
I mean she really done a job on me
(Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang)
Bad, bad, bad, bad baby now
(Boomerang, boomerang, boomerang)
Last night I said these words to my girl
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"Indoor Safari" (2024)
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