I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend 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 need
Well, my 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 let it go oh, yeah, yeah
Well, I swear that I
What I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say, that I've got mine
What love makes it go for
Well, my soul will have to...
Wooh, what I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say is I've got mine
And I'll make it, yes I'm going home
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 a**
What I really wanna know, my baby
What I really wanna say, that there's just one
Way back and I'll make it
Well, my soul will have to wait