Released on April 26, 2007

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[Verse 1]

Ah-ye, icky thump, who'da thunk?

Sitting drunk on a wagon to Mexico

Ah, well, what a chump

Well, my head got a bump when I hit it on the radio

Redhead señorita looking dead

Came and said, "Need a bed?" in Español

I said, "Gimme a drink of water

I'm gonna sing around the collar, and I don't need a microphone"


[Verse 2]

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


[Verse 3]

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