Well, I met an armadillo out in Amarillo, and he asked me for a light I said, "A-where ya goin´?" He said, "I don´t really know," and I said, "Brother, I´ve been there twice"
Then he hopped up in the shotgun, then he started rollin´ one, I said, "We gonna get along fine" The armadillo with a doobie and a coldie in a koozie had me drivin´ to the county line And I know it sounds crazy, but please believe me, baby, I swear that´s where I was last night
Well, I woulda pulled over, kicked him to the shoulder, but I seen he had a pistol on his hip He said, "No turnin´ back, we got coppers on our ass, and I´m gonna get away with this shit" Well, I didn´t even think to ask the armadillo just what it was that he´d done All I could do was drive and pray that I survived ´cause Arma-damma-dillo had a gun Don´t try and call my bluff Honey, you can´t make this shit up Three, four
Met an armadillo out in Amarillo, and he asked me for a light I said, "A-where ya goin´?" He said, "I don´t really know," and I said, "Brother, I´ve been there twice" And then he hopped up in the shotgun, then he started rollin´ one, I said, "We gonna get along fine" The armadillo with a doobie and a coldie in a koozie had me drivin´ to the county line And I know it sounds crazy, but please believe me, baby, I swear that´s where I was last night An armadillo with a doobie and a coldie in a koozie had me drivin´ to the county line And I know it sounds crazy, but please believe me, baby, I swear that´s where I was last night