Santeria

I don't practice Santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball

Oh, I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all

If I could find a Hannah and a Santa that she's found

But I'd pop her cap or Santa and I'd slap her dead

I really wanna know, my baby, what I really wanna say

I can't define, when it's love that I'll leave

My soul will have to wait 'til I get back, for the honor of my own

Daddy's got a lover in love

And I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break

And I can't live it up, oh yeah

All I swear to life

What I really wanna know, my baby

What I really wanna say

I can't define

That love, make it go, yeah

That's all we have to do

What I really wanna say, my baby

What I really wanna say, is I've got mine

When I make it, unless I am coming home

There's Santito, that if he knows what is good for him

He best go run and hide

That he's got a new 4 and 5 And I won't think twice to stick that bat straight

down Sancho's throat Believe me when I say that I've got something

for his phonecast But I really wanna know, my baby, who

What I really want to say is there's just one way back

Will I make it?

Yeah, my soul you have to wait

Yeah