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
