Lalala... / interlude / Lalala... You better come home Speedy Gonzales Away from Cannery Row Stop all-a 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 a lot of garbage in the hall... Speedy Gonzales, why don´t you come home? Speedy Gonzales, how come you leave me all alone? Hey Rosita come quick down in the cantina They giving green stems with Tequila... Lalala... Your dog is gonna have a poppy And we´re running out of coke No enchiladas in the icebox And the television´s broke I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt I smell the perfume in your ear Well if you´re gonna keep on messin´ Don´t bring your business back a-here Speedy Gonzales, why don´t you come home? Speedy Gonzales, how come you leave me all alone? Hey Rosita come quick down in the cantina They giving green stems with Tequila... Lalala...