"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