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.
La, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
You better come home, speedy Gonzales.
Away from Tannery Road.
Stop all of your drinking.
With that blue-sidney flow.
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 don't you come home?
Speedy Gonzales.
How come you leave me all alone?
Hey, Rosita, I have to go shopping downtown for my mother.
She needs some tortillas and chili peppers.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Your dog is gonna have a puppy.
And we're running out of coke.
The winchelada's 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 messing.
Don't bring your business back here.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Mm, Speedy Gonzales.
Speedy Gonzales.
Why don't you come home?
Oh, Speedy Gonzales.
Speedy Gonzales.
How come you leave me all alone?
Hey, Rosita, come quick.
Down at the cantina, they're giving green stamps with tequila.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la.