I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball. Well, I had a million dollars but I'd, 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.
You say you like the wind blowin' through your hair...
Well, come on roll with me 'til the sun goes down Texas sun
There's a road I know I must go
Even though I tell myself That road is closed Listen, lonely seabird You've been away from land too long Aw, too long
Je lief is met een ander...
Je voelt je rot Je wilt jezelf veranderen Maar je weet dat dat niets wordt En je piekert en je piekert en je piekert En je komt dan slaap te kort En de nacht is nog zo lang Hé hé Hé hé