Icky Thump

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