I don’t (E)prac tice San te ri a, I ain’t (G#)got no crys tal ball.

Well, I (C#m)had a mil lion dol lars, but I,

I’d spend it all if (E)I could find that hei na and that (G#)san cho that she’s found.

Well, I’d (C#m)pop a cap in San cho and I’d (B)slap her down.

What I (B)real ly wan na know,

(C#m)my ba by, mm, what I (B)real ly wan na say (B)I (C#m)can’t de fine.

Well, it’s (B)love that I (E)need.

Oh,

my (B)soul will have to (E)wait till I get back, find a (G#)hei na of my own.

(C#m)Dad dy’s gon na love one and (B)all.

I (E)feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and I got’ live it up.

Oh, yeah, (B)huh.

Well, I swear that

my (B)soul will have to...

Ooh,

what I (B)real ly wan na say,

my ba (C#m)by,

what I (B)real ly wan na say (B)is (C#m)I’ve got (A)mine.

And I’ll (B)make it, oh yes, (E)I’m (B)com ing (C#m)up.

Tell san (B)chi to that if he knows what is good for him, he (G#)best go run and hide.

(C#m)Dad dy’s got a new for ty (B)five,

and (E)I won’t think twice to stick that bar rel (G#)straight down San cho’s throat.

Be (C#m)lieve me when I say that I (B)got some thing for his punk ass.

What I (B)real ly wan na know,

my ba by, oh, what I (B)real ly wan na say (B)is (C#m)there’s just (A)one way (B)back and I’ll (E)make

it, yeah.

My (B)soul will have to (E)wait,

(A)yeah, (B)yeah, (E7)yeah.