clutch - la curandera

Like a nose wingers up
Don't you talk to no one, my trouble maker
Keep your head down on the sand
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, my masquerader

There are people on this road
Who claim to truly know

La Curandera is a young girl
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white
She dances on black sand in the night
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white

How did ya get that far?
On your face and on your gloves, my misbehavior
I was only caught up in it
Please tell me that you beat it

La Curandera is a young girl
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white
She dances on black sand in the night
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white

Who's that shakin' like a leaf
Pissin' on the seat, my little monster
Put that black back where you took it
Before they all start lookin'

La Curandera is a young girl
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white
She dances on black sand in the night
In her linen dress, in her linen dress of white



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