ya he 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 redhead senorita
lookin' dead
came to said
'i need a bed' in espanol so i gave 'em drink of water
i'm gonna sing around the collar
well i don't need a microphone yeah
icky thump
with the lump
in my throat
grab my coat
and now it's reckoned
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 la la la 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