Painted American woman stands strong
on every corner weeks after
bombs landed on Pearl Harbor
How can I hold her in my arms
if the ground beneath us is trembling?

This proud country is filled with oppression
misunderstandings, injustice, and hate
But isn't their still love?
The blue on our flag reminds me
of her lovely eyes, and the red is the blood
I would spill for her fair skin. Isn't this love?

I will fight for the painted American woman
I see her everyday on my lonely walks
with her long hair wrapped up,
staring into the clouds of the sky
praying that every bullet that
is fired towards me will perish and fade away

I'll fight and **** so I can sit next to her,
Share wine with her, share everything with her
I **** to hold her hand in a free american world
while this country is unfair, I'll die for
her and a new tomorrow.

I love it when you walk barefooted
its not the fairness of your skin
or the scarlet of your nails
I touch the ground you grace
I feel the flames on my face
Sometimes I think you are the devil
and how easy you tempt me like sin

And if you are the devil
your words are ideal persuasion
your kiss is addictive as ******
a snake slithering under my sheets
So I shall let nothing extinguish this heat
for its the love I have for your barefeet

To the dog I found in the rain
You were easy to love
But hard to own

When I handed you to your owner
Her eyes red like a dying rose
I forgot to tell her I wanted
You to be mine

Now you can eat, now you can
drink out of plastic rather than tap
I imagine you next to me rather
Than this reward

An army of people
circled my father
He turned to me
and I witness tears
for the first time
fall from his eyes.
They were the color of
a crimson rose,
and then
I knew he truly
loved this man

What an
abandon city.
Though its not
completely
abandon.

I see women
walking their dogs
I wonder what
They have plan
For tonight

To see a soul
Walk up
Your street
Is truly
Under appreciated

What to do
But live
Eat
Sleep
Realize
No one cares

I shall  reject
The times
I figure
I need to be
Alone
Until the man
Upstairs calls
My number

I will  be
We,us, and
Together

Beams directing traffic on Belmont
Paintings of St.Mary in each house
A blessing is in the home of Sanchez
Yelling at the top of my lungs, Alexandria!
Her lips the color of a summer rose
She might meet my girlfriend

Tired of the flat girlfriend
I ride the 70 down Belmont
In a garden I pluck a rose
And wait outside her house
Oh how I love the name Alexandria
The finest gem from Mrs. Sanchez

I love the sound of an Sanchez
It brings shame to my girlfriend
That fiery accent calls me to Alexandria
No matter the distance between me and Belmont
She can look in front of her house
Im on her sidewalk, holding a rose

I will always hand her roses
Predjuice eyes from a concern Sanchez
Oh if they ever found me in that house
So she walks to my girlfriend's
Away from the curious eyes on Belmont
They've ask where is my Alexandria?

Don't worry my Alexandria
Soft like the pedal of a rose
Let me kiss you outside of Belmont
Where nobody is named Sanchez
Show you where I lay next to my girlfriend
We can make love all over this house

Just get comfortable in this house
Spray that majestic spirit, Alexandria
Maybe I pass this flavor to my girlfriend
If willing, she can even get a rose
Call it the night she tasted a Sanchez
What we can share with the Latina on Belmont,

A girlfriend is snow on a dying rose
Warm in a house with a gem called Alexandria
Kissing the skin of an Sanchez, on Belmont

When flyin high in the friendly sky
Come join in a circle and ease your mind
What I share with you,slows down time

Weather determines the stillness of nature
Snow like stone, an orange sun sails
When flyin high in the friendly sky

Voices of the soul, stories of unique past
Listen to the vibrations tremble your skin
What I share with you,slows down time

We can also share the thick clouds
And, relax under the glowing moon
When flyin high in the friendly sky

The stream of a flowing breeze from
A beautiful girl, always wear a smile
What I share with you, slows down time

When the soul of friendship is at your finger tips
A brotherhood is created, solidify with lips
When flyin high in the friendly sky
What I share with you, slows down time