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Got a bump
When I hit it on the radio

Red-head se�orita
Lookin' dead
Came to said,
"need a bed" en espa�ol

So give a drink of water
gonna sing around the collar
and I don't need a microphone

[guitar solo]
[keyboard solo]

Icky thump, with the lump
In my throat
Grab my coat
And I was freakin'
I was ready to go

Yeah, I swear 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 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 so

Icky thump, handcuffed to a bunk
Robbed blind
Looked around
And there was nobody home

Left alone
hit myself with a stone
Went home
And learned how to clean up after myself