[Verse 1]
Slim lined sheik faced angel of the night
Riding like a cowboy through 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

[Chorus]
Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerrang
Well you never spike a person, but you always bang the whole gang

[Verse 2]
Mince pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind
He's 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

[Chorus]
Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerang
Well you never spike a person, but you always bang the whole gang

[Verse 3]
It seems to me to dream is something too wild
In Max's Kansas City you a belladonna child
Hiding on the highways on the gateway to the south
You talking with your boots and you're walking with your mouth
[Outro]
Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerang
Well you never spike a person, but you always bang the whole gang
Baby Boomerang, Baby Boomerrang
Well you never spike a person, but you always bang the whole gang
Wow, thank you ma'am!
Ah, ah, yeah
Wow!