Americano

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I met a girl, in east LA,
In floral shorts as sweet as may,
She sang in eights and and two bodial chords
We fell in love, but not in chords,
La la la la la la la ~
I don't ~
Aah-Aah-merica, Americano
Aah-Aah-merica, 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 el 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, i don't speak your
Jesus cristo
La la la la la la la
Aah-Aah-merica, americano
Aah-Aah-merica, americano

I will fight for, i have fought for
How i love you
La la la la la la la
I will cried for, i have died 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
y los chicos,(chicas) y los chicos (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 don't speak your
Jesus cristo
La la la la la la la
I don't speak your, i don't speak your
Americano
la la la la la la la
I don't speak your, i don't speak your
Jesus cristo
la la la la la la la
Aah-Aah-merica, 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

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