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