Boomerang - Lyrics - Watsky
George Virden Watsky is an American rapper and poet from San Francisco, California. Watsky performs slam poetry, and was featured on Season 6 of Russell Simmons Presents Def Poetry on HBO. Watsky's talents began to receive national and international acclaim in 2006 when he was the Youth Speaks Grand Slam Poetry Champion, and was also named Brave New Voices International Poetry Slam Champion.
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I hear a little patience what a man need
But bottling the feelings'll make a man bleed
The words leave my mouth in a stampede
Watch 'em galloping, breaking records for land speed
My heart pumps and my lips tend to obey
You're just so bay, I hope you don't say "no way"
Now that I came back around to okay
And if you love me I will love you till we go grey
So be my do-ray-me-fa-so-la-ti-do
We'll hit el farolito, and get a bomb burrito
I try to kill my ego when your subject appears
But I still think of you when I had a couple of beers
I'll see you soon I got no use for a bucket of tears
It seemed unlucky how we'd orbit each other for years
We got our timing right and then I collided with you
The wait is worth it in the moment we finally do
What I told you maybe half was true
I know neither of us have a clue
I'm always coming back to you
Your boo, your boo, your boo
I know neither of us have the key
But I'm telling you, you have to see
How you're always coming back to me
My boo, my boo, my boomerang
You press my buttons like I were a nintendo
Me and her up in a permanent limbo
It's like it's nothing when we're burnin the indo
The streetlights like a blur in the window
I got no cause to feel I was betrayed
It's just a symptom of the game we played
We pull the hearts out of each others' chests, pull the pins out of the hearts
And toss 'em back and forth like they're grenades
Hot potato, hot potato, what did you do?
Blow my *** arm off and then kiss the booboo
Hit me with a shovel, and then say "I dig you"
And be colder than an igloo
When you want me I don't want you, when I want you, you don't want me
When I sing a tune and you sing it too then it's "womp womp" in the wrong key
You always let me go and do my thang
But I'm always coming back again boomerang
What I told you maybe half was true
I know neither of us have a clue
I'm always coming back to you
Your boo, your boo, your boo
I know neither of us have the key
But I'm telling you, you have to see
How you're always coming back to me
My boo, my boo, my boomerang
