| [ Speedy Gonzales ] |
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| 「 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. 」 |
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| (La-la-la, la-la-la,…) |
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| 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 |
| There's loadsa roaches in the hall |
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| Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home? |
| Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone? |
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| 「 In a male Mexican accent |
| Hey, Rosita-I hafta go shopping downtown for my mudder |
| She needs some tortillas and chili peppers. 」 |
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| (La-la-la, la-la-la,…) |
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| Your doggy's gonna have a puppy |
| And we're runnin' outta 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 |
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| Mmm, Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home? |
| Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone? |
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| 「 In a male Mexican accent
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| Hey, Rosita-come queek-down at the cantina |
| They giving green stamps with tequila !! 」 |
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| (La-la-la, la-la-la,…) |
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