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Album: Miscellaneous (2007)
Artists: White Stripes

  1. Ball And Biscuit
  2. Ball And Biscuit
  3. Black Math
  4. Black Math
  5. Conquest
  6. Girl, You Have No Faith In Medicine
  7. Girl, You Have No Faith In Medicine
  8. Hypnotize
  9. Hypnotize
  10. I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself
  11. I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself
  12. I Want To Be The Boy To Warm Your Mothers Heart
  13. I Want To Be The Boy To Warm Your Mothers Heart
  14. Icky Thump
  15. In The Cold, Cold Night
  16. In The Cold, Cold Night
  17. It's True That We Love One Another
  18. It's True That We Love One Another
  19. Little Acrons
  20. Little Acrons
  21. Seven Nation Army
  22. Seven Nation Army
  23. Take, Take, Take
  24. The Air Near My Fingers
  25. The Air Near My Fingers
  26. The Hardest Button To Button
  27. The Hardest Button To Button
  28. The Nurse
  29. There's No Home For You Here
  30. There's No Home For You Here
  31. You Don't Know What Love Is
  32. You've Got Her In Your Pocket
  33. You've Got Her In Your Pocket


White Stripes
Miscellaneous
Icky Thump
Yah-hee, 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

Red-head seņorita
Lookin' dead
Came to said,
"I need a bed" en espaņol

So I gave a drink of water
I'm gonna sing around the collar
Well, I don't need a microphone

[guitar solo]
[keyboard solo]

Icky thump, with the lump
In my throat
Grab my coat
And now it's reckon
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 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 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
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