Lyrics:

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

I dont S
I dont S

Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo
Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo

Mis canciones son de la revoluci?n
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
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

Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo
Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo

I will fight for
I have fought for
How I love you
(La la la la la la)
I have cried for
I will die for
How I care
(La la la la la la)

In the mountains
Las campanas estan sonando
(La la la la la la)
Todos los chicos, (Chicas)
Y los chicos, (Chicas)
se estan besando
(La la la la la la)

I don't speak your
I don't speak your
Languagono
I don't speak your
I won't speak your
Jesus Christo

I don't speak your
(Won't speak your)
I don't speak your
(Won't speak your)
Americano
I don't speak your
(Won't speak your)
I won't speak your
(Won't speak your)
Jesus Christo

Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo
Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo

Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo
Ahhhhh
Americaaaa, Americanoooo

Don't you try and catch me
Don't you try and 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 and catch me
Don't you try and get me
No no no no

Don't you try to catch me
I'm Living on the edge of
Law, law, law, law