I don't practice Santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all if I could find that Isla And that Sancho that she's found, well I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her down But I really wanna know, ah baby, but I really wanna say I can't define, well it's love that I need, yeah My soul will have to wait till I get back and find a heart of my own Daddy's gonna love one and all And I feel the break, feel the break, feel And I gotta live it up, yeah But I swear that I, but I really wanna know Ah baby, but I really wanna say Is I can't define, well that love make you go, yeah My soul will have to Oh, but I really wanna say, ah baby, but I really wanna say Is I've got mine and I'll make it, yes I'm going up, yeah Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him, he best go running high 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've got something for his punk ass But I really wanna know, my baby, but I really wanna say Is there's just one way back and I'll make it, yes my soul, yeah My soul will have to wait, yeah *