Speedy Gonzales

Pat Boone

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    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 dontcha come home?
    Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?

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    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 dontcha come home?
    Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?

    Hey, Rosita-come queek-down at the cantina
    They giving green stamps with tequila

    Song details

    Composition: Buddy Kaye, David Hess, and Ethel Lee

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