Verse 1
Yeah, i say, a coupla dayz ago
i was walkin with meez hoe
pulling out some weed
making the world look beautiful
by planting a seed
But i was walkin down the street
me, the one-man cuban fleet!
i wanted me some beer
so as to dicreate the cuban queer,
make em hate the fact that they like
the other guy, amigo or dyke
i gotta visit ratmann, get my flag back
(the barstard stole it when he fruited my little girlfriend)!!!

chorus
Ohhhh, the armadale blues.....
ohhhh, the armadale blues.....
ohhhh, the armadale blues.....

verse2
The fubaloobs on the pear trees make excellent doormats
my love of my life is a turnip with jaundis
that thing under my desk is statuete with cat piss
i was robbed twice a day for two weeks biannually
until i caught the barstard amigo and gave it to him manually!
cigars never tasted good till i brought 12 at a local coffee shop
five in my mouth, 3 in each ear and the last caused a flop.
if yall know what i'm talkin about, then you are the compadres that know about the true ghetto,
not the backstreets of havana, palpas, rabat, or port-a-prince. piljanio, conappo, or san andretto.
i'm talkin bout----------------::::::
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