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 all of your drinkin'

with that floozy named Flo

Come on home

to your adobe

and slap some mud

on the wall

The roof is leakin'

like a strainer

there's loads of

roaches in the hall

Speedy Gonzales

why don't ya come home

speedy Gonzales

how come ya

leave me all alone

Mexican speedy voice...

hey, rosita

I have to go shopping

downtown for my mother

she needs some tortillas

and chilli peppers

Your doggie's

gonna have a puppy

and we're runnin'

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

keep on messin'

don't bring your

business back a-here

Mmm, speedy Gonzales

why don't ya come home

speedy Gonzales

how come ya

leave me all alone

Mexican speedy voice...

hey, rosita, come quick

down at the cantina

they're giving green

stamps with Tequila