I Don't Know What She Said

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 checked into my motel room

Was helped by a brown-eyed senorita

She said, Buen venidos, Senor

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Como estas, Buenos días

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 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, aquí 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