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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bradley Nowell
Bradley Nowell
Gitarre
Bud Gaugh
Bud Gaugh
Schlagzeug
Eric Wilson
Eric Wilson
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bradley Nowell
Bradley Nowell
Songwriter:in
Eric Wilson
Eric Wilson
Songwriter:in
Floyd I Gaugh IV
Floyd I Gaugh IV
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Paul Leary Walthall
Paul Leary Walthall
Produzent:in
Stuart Sullivan
Stuart Sullivan
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
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Songtexte

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 Ah, baby, mhmm What I really wanna say I can't define Well, it's love That I need, oh My soul will have to Wait till I get back To 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 got live it up Oh, yeah, huh Well, I swear that I What I really wanna know Ah, baby What I really wanna say I can't define Got love, make it go My soul will have to What I really wanna say Ah, baby What I really wanna say Is I've got mine And I'll make it Oh, yes I'm coming up 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 What I really wanna know Ah, baby Ooh, what 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, yeah
Writer(s): Bradley James Nowell, Eric John Wilson, Floyd I Iv Gaugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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