Woke up quick at about noon,
just thought that I had to Estudio Sempere soon.
Gotta get dressed before the day begins
Before Nayely starts naggin “Venga chicos! Salen!”
Stepped outside and I almost went blind
Young españos on the block spinning tops with twine
Ran in the house to grab my keys
Forget them things every time I leave

Bailed outside and I pointed in the direction
Of the autobus just as Tristan was steppin
Jumped inside, paid the pass for my ride
I got front, Brennan center, Tristan side to side

Then I let the salsa play
They were NOT bumpin my jams from NWA
We were gangster spaniards at the top of the list
Then I played my own kicks plugged til our stop was next

Walkin down the street to the plaza mayor
Checkin out the the tiendas, those are stores
Walked past the park towards the institute
Knuckle heads out there all day shootin some hoop

A car pulls up who can it be?
No time for that we’re late already
He rolls down his window and he starts to say
Something in Spanish pero no comprende

Down on the central calles is the plaza to give me peace
It’s so full of life and decorated beautifully
I walk straight on through but I don’t waste time
We’re gettin later and later every second goes by

Walk inside Sampere and what do I find
La clase empieza without Brennen and I
Pockets jinglin from euros cuz there ain’t no dollars
Lo siento to Juaquìn so he doesn’t holler

They greet us with saludes so we start speaking
Me falta cepillar los dientes so my breath starts stinking
Soon is the siesta so we all can breathe
Before I left muchas gracias to my boy Juaquìn

Went for a walk to get out of the pad
Then Brennen said something to make me mad
He said something that I couldn’t believe
He said he’s not a big fan of Spanish grafitti

Kept on talkin so I said ¿claro?
Looked me in the eye and said its just a joke bro!
Good thing cuz I would have started to shout
YOU DON’T KNOW NOTHIN BOUT THE UNDERGROUND

We’re talkin hard now in the Spanish roll
Maria’s got us all talkin like we were pros
We said a few pieces about each other
Talked politics, weather, even house mothers

Walkin home gotta stop to get a pass for bus rides
Now we’re Rollin fat with tarjetas to swipe
As We busted a U, someone got pulled over
An undercover cop in a Fiat city rover

We stepped up the street without a rest
Didn’t want to stop near the cop so he wouldn’t arrest
Now we’re past the round about, didn’t witness the crime
Rollin on our way and were makin good time

I went to get them out but they wouldn’t bail
The keys were stuck in my pack like they were in jail
Two days before when I got me from the start
Didn’t think I’d have a problem opening the door to the front

Obstruction of my reach I would judge
Checked the door to see of it was unlocked but it didn’t budge
Brennen had a spare so he turned it in
Looked back over his shoulder with a menacing grin

We heard a sound from higher and down came Stefani
The girl from Holland running out the door confused me
She screeched out some Spanish but nobody heard her
She was halfway down the street by that time, I still wonder…

Cuz Los chicos en la casa son SIEMPRE duro
We’re talkin in Spanish til it hurts our noodle
Yeah we know its hard but we never quit
By the end of 3 weeks we’ll be fluent