Paroles
Very superstitious
Writing's on the wall
Very superstitious
Ladders bout' to fall
Thirteen month old baby
Broke the lookin' glass
Seven years of bad luck
The good things in your past
When you believe in things
That you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition aint the way
Mmm, very superstitious
Wash your face and hands
Rid me of the problem
Do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream
Keep me goin' strong
You don't wanna save me
Sad is the soul
When you believe in things
That you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way