SPOKEN: 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 [all of] your a-drinking
With that floozy named Flo
Come on home to your adobe
And slap some mud on the wall
The roof is leaking like a strainer
There's loads of roaches in the hall
Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha [don’t you] come home?
Speedy Gonzales, how come ya [you] leave me all
alone?
SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: "Hey, Rosita-I
hafta [have to] go shopping downtown
for my mudder [mother] -she needs some tortillas and
chili peppers."
Your doggy's gonna [going to] have a puppy
And we're running outta [ out of] 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 [going to] keep on messing
Don't bring your business back a-here
Mmm, Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha [don’t you] come
home?
Speedy Gonzales, how come ya [you] leave me all
alone?
SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: "Hey, Rosita-come
queek-down [quick down] at the cantina
they giving [they are giving] green stamps with
tequila!!"
