Americano

I met a girl in East L.A.

In floral shorts as sweet as May

She sang in eighths, in two Barrio chords

We fell in love, but not in court

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la

I don't sp—

I don't sp—

Ah, America, Americano

Ah, America, Americano

Mis canciones son de la revolución

Mi corazón me duele por mi generación

If you love me, we can marry on the West Coast

On a Wednesday, en un verano, en agosto

I don't speak your, I don't speak your

Languagono (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

I don't speak your (Won't speak your)

I won't speak your (Won't speak your)

Jesús Cristo (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

Ah, America, Americano

Ah, America, Americano

I will fight for

I have fought for how I love you (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

I have cried for

I will die for how I care (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

In the mountains

Las campanas están sonando (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

Todos los chicos y los chicos (Chicas, chicas)

Están besando (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

I don't speak your, I don't speak your

Languagono (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

I don't speak your, I won't speak your

Jesús Cristo (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

I don't speak your (Won't speak your)

I won't speak your (Won't speak your)

Americano (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

I don't speak your (Won't speak your)

I won't speak your (Won't speak your)

Jesús Cristo (La-la-la, la-la-la-la)

Ah, America, Americano

Ah, America, Americano

Ah, America, Americano

Ah, America, Americano

Don't you try to catch me

Don't you try to catch me

No, no, no, no

I'm living on the edge of

Living on the edge of

The law, law, law, law

Don't you try to catch me

Don't you try to get me

No, no, no, no

Don't you try to catch me

I'm living on the edge of

The law, law, law, law