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