C
I wanna go home with an armadillo
                   F                      C
Spread her little legs and try my best to thrill her
            C     G              C
To her very soul  with my cowboy pole
          C
Old scaly skin against my face
            F             C
Lord I will be her saving grace
             C               G
I want to go home with an armadillo my
       C
cowboy pole

[Verse 2]
               C
Wake up in the morning with her head on my

pillow,
                 F              C
my finger in her ass you know I thrill her
             C                G
I want to go home with an armadillo
          C
my cowboy pole

[Bridge]
             F
I want to go home with an armadillo
               C
sleeping on my pillow next to me
             C
My rough old hands and my Vaseline
         C              G
Lord she made a fool of me
        F
No more songs about armadillos
          C          Am
Na na na na na na na na

[Verse 3]
             C                G
I want to go home with an armadillo
          C
my cowboy pole
              C               G
I want to go home with an armadillo
          F      C
my cowboy pole