No savvy Chicano, no savvy espanole

I'm learning as fast as I can

'Cause I love frijoles, tortillas and tacos

And listening to old Mexican bands

No savvy the lingo 'cause I'm just a gringo

And I too like to work with my hands

And early manana, I smoke want I wanna

And listen to old Mexican bands

And I love the wave of the trumpets

And the smell of a Mexican rose

Can almost see her sombreros

The glitter and cut of her clothes

And I love old Mexican music

Agave, it makes me dance on my hands

No savvy amigo but I love the fandango

And listening to old Mexican bands

And I love the wave of the trumpets

And the smell of a Mexican rose

Can almost see her sombrero

The glitter and cut of her clothes

And I love old Mexican music

Agave, it makes me dance on my hands

No savvy amigo, I love the fandango

And listening to old Mexican bands