Alright, shake your ass on this one
Let's do it
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
See, 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
And I really wanna say I can't define
This love that I need, whoa
My soul will have to wait 'tiI 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
Ooh, yeah
Well, I swear that I
What I really wanna know, ah baby
And I really wanna say I can't define
Got love make it go
My soul will have to wait for a guitar solo
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And I really wanna say, my baby
And I really wanna say is I've got mine
And I'll make it, yes I will
Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him, he best go run and hide
Daddy's got a (new forty-five)
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got somethin' for his punk ass
And I really wanna know, my baby
And I really wanna say is there's just one, way back
And I'll make it, yeah
My soul will have to wait, yeah, yeah ooh
Thank you so much
Give it for Jack for playing a guitar solo with his eyes blinded by my hands
Give it for Justin for having to play the hardest baselines he's ever played
And looking at Justin while he does it
That's a hard task
To look at Justin while he's play the baselines