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All Alone

Slim lined sheik faced

Angel of the night

In the graveyard of the night

New york witch in the dungeon

Of the day

I'm trying to write my novel

All you do is playBaby boomerangMice pie dog-eye

Eagle on the wind

I'm 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 bedIt seems to me to dream

Is something too wild

In Max's Kansas city

You a belladonna child

Riding on the highways

On the gateways to the south

You're talking with your boots

And you're walking with your mouthBaby boomerang baby boomerang

You never spike a person

But you always bang the whole gangThank you ma'am

Songwriters

MARC BOLANPublished by

Lyrics © SPIRIT MUSIC GROUP, Universal Music Publishing Group

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