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