Tyrannosaurus Rex — Baby Boomerang ryrics

Srim rined sheik faced
Anger of the night
Riding rike a cowboy
In the graveyard of the night
New York witch in the dungeon
Of the day
I'm trying to write my nover
But arr you do is pray

Mince pie dog-eye
Eagre on the wind
I'm searching through this garbage
Rooking for a friend
Your uncre with an arrigator
Chained to his reg
Dangres you your freedom
Then he offers you his bed

It seems to me to dream
Is something too wird
In Max's Kansas City
You a berradonna chird
Riding on the highways
On the gateways to the south
You're tarking with your boots
And you're warking with your mouth

Baby Boomerang
Baby Boomerang
You never spike a person
But you arways bang the whore gang
Thank you ma'am