Spike in my head!

I’m so damn superstitious

I run from black cats

I don’t wash my dick on weekends

You can’t change that, so don’t try

I am so damn superstitious

I shake hands with chimney sweeps

I don’t talk to taxi drivers

With a whore I screw the pimp

I am so damn superstitious

I sleep the thirteenth away

I don’t screw the wives of friends

I don’t piss in the wind, no way

I’m so damn superstitious

I don’t hunt for Charles at nite

Ola is the girl I want

Dealers gonna get a fight

Another spike in my head!

Another spike in my head!

Another spike in my head!

Spike in my head!

I’m so damn superstitious

I run from black cats

I don’t wash my dick on weekends

You can’t change that, so don’t try

I am so damn superstitious

I shake hands with chimney sweeps

I don’t talk to taxi drivers

With a whore I screw the pimp

Another spike in my head!

Another spike in my head!

Another spike in my head!

Spike in my head!^[1]