Evil Ways-Carlos Santana

Evil Ways - Carlos Santana You've got to change your evil ways, baby Before I stop loving you You've go to change, baby And every word that I say, it's true You've got me running and hiding all over town You've got me sneaking and peeping and running you down This can't go on Lord, knows you got to change, baby Baby, when I come home, baby My house is dark and my pots are cold You're hanging around, baby With Jean and Joan and a who knows who I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around I'll find somebody that won't make me feel like a clown This can't go on Lord, knows you got to change When I come home, baby My house is dark and my pots are cold You're hanging around, baby With Jean and Joan and a who knows who I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around I'll find somebody that won't make me feel like a clown This can't go on Yeah, yeah, yeah [Incomprehensible]