I'm going down to Rose Marie's
She never does me wrong.
She puts it to me plain as day
And gives it to me for a song.
Well it's a wicked life but what the hell?
Everybody's got to eat.
And I'm just the same as everybody else
When it comes to scratching for my meat.
(Goin' to Acapulco)
Goin' on the run.
(Goin' down to see some girl)
Goin' to have some fun.
Yeah
Goin' to have some fun.
Oh, now, whenever I get up
And can't find what I need
I just make it down to Rose Marie's
And get something quick to eat.
And it's not a bad way to make a livin'
And I ain't complainin' none.
For I can plow my plum (?) and drink my rum
And then go on home and have my fun.
(Goin' to Acapulco)
Goin' on the run.
(Goin' down to see some girl)
Goin' to have me some fun.
Yeah
Goin' to have some fun.
Now, when someone offers me a joke
I just say no thanks.
I try to tell it like it is
And keep myself away from pranks.
Like, every time you know when the well breaks down
I just go pump on it some.
And Rose Marie, she likes to go to big places
And just set there waitin' for me to come.
(Goin' to Acapulco)
Goin' on the run.
(Goin' down to see some girl)
Goin' to have some fun.
Yeah
Goin' to have some fun.