Blaine Larsen

"No habla 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 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 loved 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
J-Lo had nothing on her
She winked and she smiled at me sweetly
Said "Senor, aqui esta su mas vez.
Muy guapo" and something 'bout "ojos."
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 loved 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 loved 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