Santeria (Live)

Lyrics
[Intro: Spoken] (Yup!) There it is! Alright, shake your ass to this one, let's do it [Verse 1] I don't practice Santeria I ain't got no crystal ball See, I had a million dollars but I I 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 [Chorus] But I really wanna know, my baby And I really wanna say I can't define This love, that I lead Woah [Verse 2] My soul will have to wait 'til I get back, to 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 uh Well, I swear that I [Chorus] What I really wanna know, my baby And I really wanna say I can't define That love, make it go My soul will have to Wait for a guitar solo, beautiful Jack right now [Guitar solo: Jack Fowler] And I really wanna say, my baby And I really wanna say is I've got mine, and I'll make it, yes I'm growin' old [Verse 3] Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide Daddy's got a new Forty-Five (what the fuck!) And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight own Sancho's throat Believe me when I say that I got somethin' for his punk ass [Chorus] And I really wanna know, my baby And I really wanna say is that's just one, way back, and I'll make it, yeah My soul will have to wait, yeah, yeah, yeah [Outro: Spoken] Thank you so much Give it up for Jack for playin' that guitar solo with his eyes blinded by my hands Give it up for Justin havin' to play the hardest bass line he's ever played And looking like Justin while he does it... That's a hard task... to look like Justin and play the bass...
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Credits
- Writers
- Bradley Nowell
- Eric Wilson
- Bud Gaugh