"Speedy Gonzales" by Pat Boone

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 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
Theres loadsa roaches in the hall

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

SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: Hey, Rosita-I hafta go
shopping downtown 
for my mudder-she needs some tortillas and chili peppers.

Your doggys gonna have a puppy
And were runnin outta coke
No enchiladas in the icebox
And the televisions broke
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt
I smelled some perfume in your ear
Well if youre gonna keep on messin
Dont bring your business back a-here

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

SPOKEN in a male Mexican accent: Hey, Rosita-come queek-down
at the cantina 
they giving green stamps with tequila!!