SPEEDY GONZALES    (intro) (midi)

 

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        It was a moonlight night in old Mexico.

I walked along between some old adobe haciendas

Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl:

 

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    La la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la

 

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1. You'd better come home, Speedy Gonzales, way from Cannery Row,

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    stop all your drinkin' with that floozie named Flo.

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    Come on home to your adobe, and slap some mud on the wall.

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   The roof is leakin' like a strainer,    there's lots of roaches in the hall.

 

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Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales), why don't you come home?

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Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales), how come you leave me all alone?

 

 

 (Hey, Rosita! I have to go shopping downtown for my mother.  She needs

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 some tortillas and chili peppers!)   La, la la la la la la la la .....

 

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2. Your dog is gonna have a puppy, and we're runnin' out of Coke.

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    No enchiladas in the icebox, and the television's broke.

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    I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt, I smell some perfume in your ear.

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Well, if you're gonna keep a-messin', don't bring your business back-a here.

 

+ CHORUS +  (Hey, Rosita, come quick! Down at the Cantina they've got

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some green stamps with tequila!)  La, la la la la la la la la, la.....

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La, la la la la la la la la, la ....           

 

    (Pat Boone)