Shrine

she doesn't speak much english
 but she tells me all her favorite bands
 there's not too much to talk about
 wonder if she understands
 i know she likes L7
 and i think that she likes me
 when she rolls her stockings past the knee
 we're talking rock and roll...
 and now it seems like yesterday
 i met her in a smoky club
 if you get drunk and fall behind
 you know that I will put you up
 and if I learned the language
 she could tell me all her dreams
 i know exactly what she means
 and I could fall so easily
 because her hair is colored red
 I asked her if she'll dye mine too
 she tells me it's already dead
 and I knew 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...