Mi Niña Se Va a La Guerra

Oh! My girl’s going to war
And she doesn’t even know it
Oh! My girl’s going to war
Against the Muslims

She bought herself a little scarf and a hat
To look cute in the trenches
And a brand new backpack
That has perfume in the zipper
I’m really worried about her
In case they catch her at the border
That they trade her for a camel
And I’m left without my brown-eyed girl

Without my brown-eyed girl
Lerelerele
With my guitar
Lerelelá

Oh! My girl’s going to war
Just to kill some time
Oh! My girl’s going to war
On a cheap flight

She bought sunscreen for the sun
With SPF 55
And some flip-flops
To take care of her little feet
I’m really worried about her
When she crosses customs
That she falls for a terrorist
And becomes a Muslim

Muslim girl
Lerelerele
Muslim girl
Lerelela