She wants the Revolutionary type.
You know:
A graduate of both Stanford and Sal Si Puedes.
Pronounces cities in Spanish:
San Jose', Los Gatos, San Pancho, Watsonville.
She wants a clean cut Che' Guevarra
Socialist to the bone, but with just enough Capitalistic abandon to shop
Gucci, Prada, and Dulce Gabana.
The Chicano teacher type
Who has the balls to roll in to work in a new Mercedes.
A NACCS scholar minus the pony tail
(Goatee acceptable).
A tequila connoisseur who dabbles in Merlots.
One who could salsa like a bannana boat refugee
Without putting a single wrinkle in his freshly pressed
$800 Zoot Suit.
She wants the vato loco slash professional dichotomy
Idolizer of both Coatlique and Aphrodite.
The Brown Buffalo with a six pack
And buns of steel.
Oscar De La Hoya with a brain.
She wants -- no, she needs
The Revolutionary type