Pat Boone

Spoken:
It was a moonlight night in old Mexico.
I walked along between some old adobe haciendas.
When suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl

Sung:
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'd better come home, Speedy Gonzales, oh way from Cannery Row,
stop all your 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 lots of roaches in the hall.
La, la, la, la

Chorus:
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales), why don't you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales), how come you leave me all alone?

Spoken:
(Hey, Rosita! I have to go shopping downtown for my mother. She needs some tortillas and chili peppers!)

Sung:
La 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 runnin' out of Coke.
No enchiladas in the icebox, and the television's broke.
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt, I smell some perfume in your ear.
Well, if you're gonna keep a-messin', don't bring your business back-a here.
La, la, la, la

Chorus:
Hmm
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales), why don't you come home?
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales), how come you leave me all alone?

Spoken:
(Hey, Rosita, come quick! Down at the Cantina they've got
some green stamps with tequila!)

Sung:
La la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la
uh uuh
La la la, la la la la la la la,...