Lyrics: Santeria

I don't practice Santeria,
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I'd,
I'd spent it all
If 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 down
What I really wanna know, my baby
what I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed, oh, oh
My soul will have to wait 'til I get back
Find a Heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
And I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it up oh, yeah- huh, well, I swear that I
What I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love, make go my soul will have to...


Ooh, what I really wanna say, my baby
What I really wanna say is I've got mine
And I'll make it, yes I'm goin 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 ass!
What 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.
Yeah, yeah, yeah