Spaniolated

Written by：Matthew Friedberger

I was 18 years old just a research volunteer

I walked home from the TCBY each night with no fear

One particular starry 11 o'clock

I went down by the water

An old man with a burlap bag

Said how you doin' my daughter

He put me the hole of his old rusty crawler

And fed me three pills a day to keep me from getting taller

Learned me the rosary and made me pray to Santiago

I wish I wish I was back in Chicago

Up the river to Seville I was rowing and strumming

On my portable guitar my fair lady a humming

The pain the pain in Spain falls mainly on me

The pain the pain in Spain falls mainly on me