The White StripesIcky Thump

Ya he, icky thump Who'd a thunk? Sittin' drunk On a wagon to Mexico Her hair What a chump And my head Got a bump When I hit it on the radio Redhead senorita Lookin' dead Came to, said 'I need a bed' in Espanol So I gave a drink of water I'm gonna sing around the collar Well, I don't need a microphone Yeah Icky thump With the lump In my throat Grab my coat And now it's reckoned I was ready to go Yeah, I swam beside the hair She had one white eye One blank stare Lookin' up, lyin' there On a stand in her hair Was a candy cane Black rum, sugar cane Dry eye Somethin' strange! La la La la la la la la la la la la la la Well, Americans What, nothin' better to do? Why don't you kick yourself out? You're an immigrant too Who's usin' who? What should we do? Well, you can't be a pimp And a prostitute too Icky thump Handcuffed to a bunk Robbed blind Looked around And there was nobody else Left alone I hit myself with a stone Went home And learned how to clean up after myself © 2017