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Oom, yacka, wurka |
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Oom, yacka, wurka |
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Oom, yacka, wurka |
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In the bad back lands of Australia |
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Many years ago |
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The aborigine tribes were meeting |
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Having a big pow, wow |
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Oom, yacka, wurka |
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Oom, yacka, wurka |
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We got a lot of trouble, Chief |
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On account of your son Mack |
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My boy Mack? Why, what's wrong with him? |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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Your boomerang won't come back? |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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I've waved the thing all over the place |
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Practiced till I was black in the face |
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I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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I can ride a kangaroo |
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(Yeah, yeah) |
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Make Kinkajou stew |
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(Yeah, yeah) |
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But I'm a big disgrace to the aborigine race |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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They banished him from the tribe then |
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And sent him on his way |
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He had a backless boomerang |
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So here he could not stay |
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This is nice, innit? Getting banished at my time of life |
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What a way to spend an evening |
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Sitting on a rock in the middle of the desert |
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With me boomerang in me hand |
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I shall very likely get bushwhacked |
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Get out of it, you nasty bushwhacking animal |
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Think I'll make a nice cup of tea |
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(Doing, doing, doing) |
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Good gracious, there goes a kangaroo |
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I must have a practice with me boomerang |
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Hit him right behind the left ear hole |
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Now then, slowly back |
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If you throw that thing at me |
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I'll jump right on your head |
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(It chuckles and bounces away) |
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Innit marvelous? |
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Got a land full of kangaroos |
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And I had to pick that one |
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For three long months he sat there |
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Or maybe it was four |
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Then an old old man in a kangaroo skin |
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Came a-knocking at his door |
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Well, I'm the local witch doctor, son |
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They call me George Alfred Black |
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Now tell me, what's your trouble, boy? |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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Your boomerang won't come back? |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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I've waved the thing all over the place |
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Practiced till I was black in the face |
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I'm a big disgrace to the aborigine race |
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My boomerang won't come back |
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Don't worry, boy, I know the trick |
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And to you I'm gonna show it |
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If you want your boomerang to come back |
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Well, first you've got to throw it |
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Ooh, yes, never thought of that |
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Daddy will be pleased |
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Must have a go, nyuh, huh, excuse me |
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Now then, slowly back and throw |
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Ooh my God, I've hit the flying doctor |
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Eee, hee, hee, can you do first aid? |
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Don't talk to me about first aid |
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Voy, you owe me fourteen chickens |
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You know, when I learned you to throw the boomerang |
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You know, first things first |
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Yes, I know that but I mean |
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I think on this occasion, you know |
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You could be a bit more perspective |
