Nick Lowe and Los Straitjackets - 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

Written by:
NICK LOWE

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Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group

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