Iiiiiieeeeeeeeee
Icky thump
Who’s da thunk
Sittin’ drunk on a wagon to mexico?
Ahh well
What a chump
Well my head got a bump
When I hit it on the radio
Redhead senorita
Looking dead
Came and said
“need a bed”
En espanol
I said
“Gimme a drink a water.
I’m gonna ‘sing around the collar”
And I don’t need a microphone
Icky thump
With a lump in my throad
Grabbed my coat
And I was freaking
I was ready to go!
And I swear
Besides the hair
She had: one white eye
One black stare
Lookin’ up
Lying’ there.
On the stand
Near the 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
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
To clean up after myself.
Writer(s): John Anthony White
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