Artist: The White Stripes
Song: Icky Thump
CD: Icky Thump
Lyrics:
Yah-hee,
Icky thump,
Who'da thunk?
Sittin drunk on a wagon to Mexico.
Her hair,
What a chump,
Well, my head got a bump,
When I hit it on the radio.
Redhead señorita,
Looking dead,
Came and said,
"Need a bed?"
En español.
I said,
"Gimme a drink of water
I'm gonna sing around the colla'
And I don't need a microphone."
Icky thump,
With a lump in my throat,
Grabbed my coat,
And I was reckon,
I was ready to go.
And I swear,
Besides the hair,
She had one white eye,
One blank stare,
Lookin' up,
Lyin' there.
On the stand,
Near her hand,
Was a candy cane,
Black rum, sugar cane,
Dry ice (and) something strange.
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la.
White Americans, what?
Nothing better to do?
Why don't you kick yourself out?
You're an immigrant, too.
Who's using 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.
Mo3d-Hst7qo
