Lyrics of Americano (From "Puss in Boots") - LA Band

Americano (From "Puss in Boots") (original)

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, I don’t…
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America
Americano
Ah-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 un verano o en agosto
I don’t speak your
I don’t speak your languagono (La la la la la la la)
I don’t speak your (Don't speak your)
I don’t speak your (Won't speak your) Jesús Cristo (La la la la la la la)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America
Americano
Ah-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)
Todos los chicos (Chicas), y los chicos (Chicas)

(translation)

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, I don't...
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America
American
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America
American
My songs are from the revolution
My heart aches for my generation
If you love me, we can marry on the West Coast
On a Wednesday, In a summer or in August
I don't speak your
I don't speak your languagono (La la la la la la la la)
I don't speak your (Don't speak your)
I don't speak your (Won't speak your) Jesus Christ (La la la la la la la)
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America
American
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, America
American
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, the bells, they are ringing (La la la la la la la la)
All the boys (Girls), and all the boys (Girls)