I met a girl in east L.A.
In floral shorts as sweet as May
She sang in eights 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 s-
I don't s-

Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo
Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo

Mis canciones, son de la revolucion
Mi coraz�n me duele por mi generaci�n
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) Jesus Christo
La la la la la la la

Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo
Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo

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, est�n sonando
La la la la la la la
Y todos los chicos (chicas), y los chicos (chicas) est�n bes�nd�
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 Jesus Christo
La la la la la la la
I don't speak your (won't speak your), I don'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) Jesus Christo
La la la la la la la

Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo
Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo
Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo
Ahhhhh-americaaaa americanoooo

Don't you try and touch me
Don't you try and touch 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 and catch me
Don't you try and get me
No, no, no, no
Don't you try and catch me
I'm living on the edge of the
Law, law, law, law