Song Superstition - QuincyJones. Very superstitious, writing on the wall. Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall. Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass. Seven years of bad luck, the
Walked in the joint. They were lined up back to back. Anything you can name, no shame. Uh, uh, an' stuff like that. Do it, do it, do it, do it What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?. Wha
