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.

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    General Commentsorta just a silly song about the show "diff'rent strokes" the last line seems to show that Reese likes the show b/c of the generocity of Mr. Drummond, thanklessly giving to too young black boys in a decade when whites never wanted to help blacks or vice versa.
    J35U5_ownz_M3on September 26, 2002   Link
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    General CommentI think you nailed name.
    clutteron June 20, 2006   Link
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    General Commentone of fiveirons best songs. i love the horn parts.
    FIF167on December 19, 2006   Link

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