Arnold And Willis And Mr Drumondd lyrics

Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem, came two brothers
Willis and Arnold, black goldfish swims in the bowl,
he`s three feet high, four with the afro.
Stealing cookies from the jar, droppin` water balloons on cars.
I hope Mrs.. Garret won`t see, just play sick for Mohammed Ali.
the Gooch is coming, to steal milk money.
Arnold, and Willis, and Mr. Drumond, and don`t forget Kimberly.
They just cancelled Dukes of Hazard,
Different Strokes is all I want to see.
Way up high in the penthouse apartment, making us laugh
its Willis and Arnold.
Mr. Drumond`s got the dough, they get to ride in a limo
Different Strokes, its almost time.
We just watch `cause Kimberly`s fine.
Half hour long it never fills us,
when he says, `What you talkin` `bout Willis?`.
Write the cable company, different strokes all the time.
Mr. Drumond, a man of the means, loves two black brothers,
they`ve only got the blue jeans.