It was a moonlit night in old Mexico. I walked alone between some old Adobe haciendas.Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl.
You better come home,Speedy Gonzales Away from tannery row Stop alla your a-drinkin' With that floozie named Flo Come on home to your adobe And slap some mud on the wall The roof is leakin' like a strainer There's loadsa roaches in the hall
Speedy Gonzales,Why don't cha come home? Speedy Gonzales,how come ya leave me all alone?
"Hey,Rosita-I hafta go shopping downtown For my mudder-she needs some tortillas and chili peppers."
Your doggy's gonna have a puppy And we're runnin' outta coke No enchiladas in the icebox And the television's broke I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt I smelled some perfume in your ear Well if you're gonna keep on messin' Don't bring your business back a-here
Mmm,Speedy Gonzales,Why don't cha come home? Oh,Speedy Gonzales,how come ya leave me all alone?
"Hey,Rosita-come queek-down at the cantina They giving green stamps with tequila!!"
