Armadillos are boring, on the telephone,
Everytime they call you, they just go on and on,
When the sun is high in that Texas Sky, they'll be calling everywhere,
Armadillos are boring, but armadillos just don't care

They called me up in Houston, I moved to Santa Fe
Everytime they find me, I have to move away
They'll call you at eight, and then talk 'til late, they're always on that line,
Armadillos are boring, enough to make you lose your mind

Armadillos are boring, on the telephone,
Everytime they call you, they just go on and on
If they've got a dime, they're on that line, they'll never set me free,
Armadillos are boring, and that's what tortures me