I don't practice santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well, I had a million dollars, but I
I'd spend it allIf I could find that heina
And that sancho that she's found
Well, I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her downWhat I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say
I can't define
Well, it's love that I need ohMy soul will have to
Wait 'til I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it up, ohh, yeah, huh
Well, I swear that IWhat I really wanna know, oh, baby
What I really wanna say
I can't define
That love make it go
My soul will have toOh, what I really wanna say
My baby
What I really wanna say
Is I've got mineAnd I'll make it
Yes, I'm comin' up
Tell sanchito that if he knows
What is good for him
He'd best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to stick
That barrel straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say
That I got something for his punk assWhat I really wanna know, my baby, oooh
What I really wanna say is there's just one
Way back and I'll make it, yeah
My soul will have to wait
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