No hablo español
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 check in
to my motel room
Was helped by
a brown eyed senorita
She said Buen venidos
Senor blah, blah
Blah, blah
Como estas, buenos dÃas
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
but 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 trying my best
not to stare
The angel before me
was a rare beauty indeed
Jay Lo had nothing on her
She winked
and she smiled
at me sweetly
Said, Senor
aquà esta su mas vez
Muy guapo, and something
bout ho ho's
And 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 evening
in a local cantina
A Mariachi band
was playing
She held me close
so her body would know
That my body knew
what she was saying
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
