Los canciones, son de la re-
Revolucion!
Mi Corazуn, mi buen licor,
Mi generacнon!

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, language, oh no!
I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your, Jesus Cristo.
I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your, Americano!
I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your, Jesus Cristo.

AAH-AAH-AAHMERICA-AMERICANO!
AAH-AAHMERICA-AMERICANO!
AAH-AAHMERICA-AMERICANO!
AAH-AAHMERICA-AMERICANO!

I will fight for, I have fought for, all of you.
I will die for, I have cried for all my prayers.
In the mountains, las campanas,
estan sonando
Y los chicos,
buenos chicos, estan 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 Cristo
I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your, Americano!
I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your, Jesus Cristo.

AAH-AAHMERICA, AMERICANO!
AAH-AAH-AMERICANO!
AAH-AAH-AMERICANO!
AAH-AAH-AMERICANO!

Don’t you try to catch me,
Don’t you try to catch me, no, no, no!
I’m living on the edge of, living on the edge,
Of the law!
law-law!
Don’t you try to catch me, don’t you try to catch me,
never-never-never-no-no!
Don’t you try to catch me, I’m living on the edge of the law-law-law-law!
Don’t you try to catch me, don’t you try to catch me!
No, no, no, no!
Don’t you try to catch me, I’m living on the edge of the law!
law-law-law.