Los canciones, son de la re- 
Revolucion! 
Mi Corazón, mi buen licor, 
Mi generacíon! 

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.