Santeria

Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox & Natalie Angst - Pop, Jazz
Santeria
2 Plays
Duration: 3:54
Lyrics
[Verse 1] 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 hyna And that sancho that she's found Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down [Chorus] What I really wanna know, my baby What I really want to say I can't define Well it's love that I need, oh But my soul will have to [Verse 2] Wait till I get back, and find a hyna 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 out, oh yeah, well I swear that I [Chorus] What I really wanna know, my baby What I really want to say I can't define Got love! Make it go My soul will have to [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] Ohhh 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 comin' up [Verse 3] Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he 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 [Chorus] What I really wanna know, my baby Oh what I really wanna say is there's just one Way back, and I'll make it But my soul will have to wait, oh
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Credits
- Writers
- Bradley Nowell
- Eric Wilson
- Bud Gaugh