Bobby Broome

Lyrics

Ah damn, I left my keys
Somewhere back in the bar
Tried to do things right this time
But I didn’t get to too far
Thought I was free and clear
But look at me back in here
My friends and I both know
That I ain’t going home

Here I am again
Makin’ excuses to my old friends
What will I use this time
I’m runnin’ out of lines
This honky tonkin’ fool
Is makin’ his way back to his old stool
Just call me boomerang
Cause here I am where I began

Ah hell, just line ‘em up
One more won’t hurt a thing
Don’t want to drink and run
But man, I’ve gotta leave
And stumbling out the door
I spotted two cuties on that dance floor
When I took a double take
I was persuaded to stay

And here I am again
Makin’ excuses to my old friends
What will I use this time
I’m runnin’ out of lines
This honky tonkin’ fool
Is makin’ his way back to his old stool
Just call me boomerang
Cause here I am where I began

Was it the first one or was it the last
Or was it the girls in between
No way of knowing what made me come back
And it had nothing to do with my keys

But here I am again
Makin’ excuses to my old friends
What will I use this time
I’m runnin’ out of lines
This honky tonkin’ fool
Is makin’ his way back to his old stool
Just call me boomerang
Cause here I am where I began