She doesn't speak much english but
She tells me all her favorite bands
There's not too much to talk about
I wonder if she understands

I know she likes L7 and
I think that she likes me
When she rolls the stocking past her knee -
We're talking rock and roll

And now it seems like yesterday
I met her in a smokey club
If you drunk and fall behind
I know that I will put you up

And if I learn the language
She could tell me all her dreams
I'd know exactly what she means

And I could fall so easily
Because her hair is colored red
And I ask her if she'll dye mine too
She tells me it's already dead

And know that if I stayed with her
I'd lose track of all time
Till I light a candle to the shrine -
Call it rock and roll