Oh yeah, you know I like Santana, baby, but this is about my muze, you see... I want a white magic woman A white magic woman O I want a white magic woman who's gonna beat the devil out of me That's what my will says it wants, but its never that easy you see he says he wants to stay 'says you've signed your deal and you've got to pay He says there's no need to feel He tells me to kneel and he tells me what's real Well, honey, you know I asked for it, I unmasked for it At one point I must've opened up And I must've breathed the devil in See, honey, there'sa a club and I don't know if I'm out or if I'm in But you know how it is, that's just the nature of sin You're either in hope or your in doubt And I'd be lying if I said I could find myself in the former I'd be lying just like our emeritus pope Lying just like the great performer No, honey, Lord knows I'm in doubt. My soul's crying in here and you've got to find a way to get it out See that's why I need you I need you 'cause I need a white magic woman And baby, even if you're a dream I'll still feed you See, that's the trick, that's why I need you Down like a brick in water, that's the only place I'll lead you If it seems like greed, that's true But just know I'm blue and even I bleed to Now I've gone and made you my muse At least your drunk's better than that of booze I'm a disease and you're the cure, but just never try and tell you my loves not pure
