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Ah, icky thump, who'da thunk sittin' 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"

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, something strange

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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, there was nobody else

Left alone, I hit myself with a stone, went home and learned how to clean up after myself