Ooops! Left out the most important part, Part Zero:


It was a moonlit night in old Mexico
I walked alone between some old adobe haciendas
Suddenly I head the plain-tiff cry of a young Mexican girl

La 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 better come home Speedy Gonzales
Away from Cannery Row
Stop all of your drinkin'
With that floozy named Flo
Come on home to your adobe (cont.)