«No hablo Espanol»
Was all I knew of the local lingo.
That old pocket guide to Mexico,
Wasn’t much help to this out of place Gringo.
When I checked into my motel room,
Was helped by a brown-eyed senorita:
She said: «Bienvenidos, Senor: blah, blah, blah, blah.
Como estas? Buenos dias.»
I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.
A little voice in my head said:
«Boy you won’t ever forget it.»
They say that Spanish is the language of love,
Well, I love the way that it rolled off her tongue.
I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.
As I followed her down the hallway,
I was tryin’ my best not to stare.
The angel before me was a rare beauty indeed,
J-Lo had nothin’ on her.
She winked an’ she smiled at me sweetly.
Said: «Senor, aqui esta su mas vey.»
«Muy guapo,» an’ somethin’ ’bout «ho ho’s.»
An’ I thought: «Oh, baby, whatever you say.»
I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.
A little voice in my head said:
«Boy you won’t ever forget it.»
They say that Spanish is the language of love,
Well, I love the way that it rolled off her tongue.
I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.
Later that evenin’ in a local cantina,
A Mariachi band was playin’.
She held me close so her body would know,
That my body knew what she was sayin’.
I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.
A little voice in my head said:
«Boy you won’t ever forget it.»
They say that Spanish is the language of love,
Well, I love the way that it rolled off her tongue.
I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.
No, I don’t know what she said,
But I sure liked the way that she said it.