She doesn't speak much english
but she tells me all her favorite bands
there's not too much to talk about
wonder if she understands
I know she likes l7
and i think that she likes me
when she rolls her stockings past the knee
we're talking rock and roll...
And now it seems like yesterday
i met her in a smoky club
if you get drunk and fall behind
you know that i will put you up
And if i learned the language
she could tell me all her dreams
i know exactly what she means
And i could fall so easily
because her hair is colored red
i asked her if she'll dye mine too
she tells me it's already dead
And i knew 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...