Icky thump

Who'da thunk?

Sitting 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

In 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 throat

Grabbed my coat

And I was freaking

I was ready to go!

And I swear

Besides the hair

She had one white eye

One blank stare

Looking up

Lying 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