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I met a girl in east LA
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
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, Americano
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, 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 language, oh no
I don't speak your
I don't speak your Jesus Cristo
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, Americano
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, Americano
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 están sonando
(La-la-la, la, la, la, la)
Todo los chicos, y los chicos se están besando
(La-la-la, la, la, la, la)
I don't speak your
I don't speak your language, oh no
I don't speak your
I won't speak your Jesus Cristo
I don't speak your
I don't speak your Americano
I don't speak your
I won't speak your Jesus Cristo
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, Americano
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, Americano
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, America, Americano
Ah, ah, ah, ah, 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
Don't you try to catch me
I'm living on the edge of the, law, law, law, law
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