Well, I met an armadillo out in Amarillo and he asked me for a lifeI said, where you going? He said, I don't really knowAnd I said, brother, I've been there twiceThen he hopped up in a shotgun and he started rollingWell, I said, we're gonna get along fineThe armadillo is a doobie and a coldie and a koozieHad me driving to the county lineAnd I know it sounds crazy, but please believe me, babyI swear that's where I was last nightWell, I would've pulled over, kicked him to the shoulderBut I seen he had a pistol on his headHe said, no turning back, we got coppers on our assAnd I'm gonna get away with this *Well, I didn't even think to ask the armadilloJust what it was that he'd doneAll I could do was drive and pray that I'd surviveCause the armadillo had a gunSo try and call my momHoney, you can't make this * upI met an armadillo out in Amarillo and he asked me for a lifeI said, where you going? He said, where you going?I said, brother, I've been there twiceAnd then he hopped up in the shotgunAnd then he started rolling oneI said, we're gonna get along fineThe armadillo is a doobie and a coldie and a koozieHad me driving to the county lineAnd I know it sounds crazy, but please believe me, babyI swear that's where I was last nightAn armadillo is a doobie and a coldie and a koozieHad me driving to the county lineAnd I know it sounds crazy, but please believe me, babyIt sounds crazy, but please don't let me, babyI swear it's where I was last night