The White Stripes - Icky Thump

Yah-hee, "icky-thump" who’d a-thunk
Sittin’ drunk on a wagon to Mexico
Her hair, what a chump on my head
Got a bump when I hit it on the radio
Red-head "señorita" lookin’ dead
Came to said I need a bed in "español"
So I gave a drink of water
I’m gonna sing around the collar
But I don’t need a microphone

"Icky thump", with the lump
In my throat,grab my coat
And now it’s reckon that I was ready to go
Well I swam beside her head
She had to wonder why I one blank stare
Lookin’ like a nightmare
On a stand in her hair was a kid that came
Black room, sugar cane
Jive on some strings
La la la ...

Well Americans want nothing 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 the stone
Went home and learned how to clean up after myself