Song | Icky Thump |
Artist | The White Stripes |
Album | Revolutions in Sound: Warner Bros. Records - The First 50 Years |
[00:00.00] | The White Stripes - Icky Thump |
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[00:20.88] | Yah-hee, "icky-thump" who’d a-thunk |
[00:22.58] | Sittin’ drunk on a wagon to Mexico |
[00:25.25] | Her hair, what a chump on my head |
[00:26.80] | Got a bump when I hit it on the radio |
[00:30.74] | Red-head "señorita" lookin’ dead |
[00:31.77] | Came to said I need a bed in "español" |
[00:35.03] | So I gave a drink of water |
[00:36.61] | I’m gonna sing around the collar |
[00:37.80] | But I don’t need a microphone |
[00:39.56] | |
[01:17.45] | "Icky thump", with the lump |
[01:19.24] | In my throat,grab my coat |
[01:20.52] | And now it’s reckon that I was ready to go |
[01:23.44] | Well I swam beside her head |
[01:24.64] | She had to wonder why I one blank stare |
[01:26.90] | Lookin’ like a nightmare |
[01:28.39] | On a stand in her hair was a kid that came |
[01:30.31] | Black room, sugar cane |
[01:31.40] | Jive on some strings |
[01:32.81] | La la la ... |
[01:38.63] | |
[02:20.88] | Well Americans want nothing better to do |
[02:23.01] | Why don’t you kick yourself out? |
[02:24.29] | You’re an immigrant too |
[02:25.78] | Who’s usin’ who?What should we do? |
[02:27.72] | Well you can’t be a pimp and a prostitute too |
[02:31.99] | |
[02:36.45] | "Icky thump", handcuffed to a bunk |
[02:38.00] | Robbed blind,looked around |
[02:39.17] | And there was nobody else |
[02:41.03] | Left alone I hit myself with the stone |
[02:43.20] | Went home and learned how to clean up after myself |
[02:46.33] |
[00:00.00] | The White Stripes Icky Thump |
[00:10.00] | |
[00:20.88] | Yahhee, " ickythump" who' d athunk |
[00:22.58] | Sittin' drunk on a wagon to Mexico |
[00:25.25] | Her hair, what a chump on my head |
[00:26.80] | Got a bump when I hit it on the radio |
[00:30.74] | Redhead " se orita" lookin' dead |
[00:31.77] | Came to said I need a bed in " espa ol" |
[00:35.03] | So I gave a drink of water |
[00:36.61] | I' m gonna sing around the collar |
[00:37.80] | But I don' t need a microphone |
[00:39.56] | |
[01:17.45] | " Icky thump", with the lump |
[01:19.24] | In my throat, grab my coat |
[01:20.52] | And now it' s reckon that I was ready to go |
[01:23.44] | Well I swam beside her head |
[01:24.64] | She had to wonder why I one blank stare |
[01:26.90] | Lookin' like a nightmare |
[01:28.39] | On a stand in her hair was a kid that came |
[01:30.31] | Black room, sugar cane |
[01:31.40] | Jive on some strings |
[01:32.81] | La la la ... |
[01:38.63] | |
[02:20.88] | Well Americans want nothing better to do |
[02:23.01] | Why don' t you kick yourself out? |
[02:24.29] | You' re an immigrant too |
[02:25.78] | Who' s usin' who? What should we do? |
[02:27.72] | Well you can' t be a pimp and a prostitute too |
[02:31.99] | |
[02:36.45] | " Icky thump", handcuffed to a bunk |
[02:38.00] | Robbed blind, looked around |
[02:39.17] | And there was nobody else |
[02:41.03] | Left alone I hit myself with the stone |
[02:43.20] | Went home and learned how to clean up after myself |
[02:46.33] |