Y Yo Tambien
I know America
I can speak it
But not sing it
For I sing unusually
In a separate language
“Mi vida Americana”
Proud of what is in I
And where I am in
Where I stand is different
Too stupid to sit
Or do what is told
Too bold to move
Nothing can move me
I’m here to stay
Don’t worry
I speak America, too
But I don’t sing it the same way as
You
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