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 oh, whoa



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 live it up, ohh, yeah, huh

Well, I swear that I



What I really wanna know, oh baby

What I really wanna say I can't define

But love makes me dull

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 comin' 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

Well, my soul will have to wait