Arnold And Willis And Mr. Drumond Lyrics

Arnold and Willis and Mr. DrumondStraight 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. Stealingcookies from the jar, droppin' water balloons on cars. I hope Mrs.. Garret won'tsee, 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 justcancelled Dukes of Hazard, Different Strokes is all I want to see. Way up high inthe penthouse apartment, making us laugh its Willis and Arnold. Mr. Drumond'sgot the dough, they get to ride in a limo Differetn Strokes, its almost time. Wejust 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 thetime. Mr. Drumond, a man of the means, loves two black brothers, they've only