Americano sing and play along

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...

I don't...

Ah, America, Americano.

Ah, America, Americano.

Mis canciones son de la re

revolucion.

Me corazón me duele por

mi generación.

If you love me, we can marry

Es on the West coast.

To On a Wednesday, en el verano,

en agossanto.

I don't speak your,

I don't speak your language, oh,

no.

I don't speak your,

I don't speak your

Jesus Christo.

Ah. America, Americano.

Ah, America, Americano.

I will fight for,

I have fought for

how I love you.

I have cried for,

I will die for

mi how e I care.

In the mountains las campary

Están sonando.

To dos los chicos, en Y los chicos

están besando.

I don't speak your,

I don't speak your language, oh,

no.

I don't speak your,

I don't speak your

Jesus Christo.

Ah.

I don't speak your,

I don't speak your language oh,

no.

I don't speak your,

I don't speak your

Jesus Christo.

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.

I'm Don't you try to catch me,

living on the edge of the law,

law, law, law.

law.