Yah-hee, icky thump Who'd-a thunk? Sittin' drunk On a wagon to Mexico
Her hair, what a chump And my head Got a bump When I hit it on the radio
Red-head señorita Lookin' dead Came to said, "I need a bed" en español
So I gave a drink of water I'm gonna sing around the collar Well, I don't need a microphone
[guitar solo] [keyboard solo]
Icky thump, with the lump In my throat Grab my coat And now it's reckon I was ready to go
Yeah, I swam beside the hair She had one white eye
one blank stare Lookin' up, lyin' there
On a stand in her hair Was a candy cane Black rum, sugar cane Dry eye, somethin' strange!
La la, la la la la la la la la la laaa laaa laaa
[keyboard solo]
Well, Americans: What, nothin' 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 a stone Went home And learned how to clean up after myself
`P O P T A R T` · Thu Jun 21, 2007 @ 06:51pm · 0 Comments |