The guilty undertaker sighs, the lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns blow into my face with scorn
But it's not that way, I wasn't born to lose you
I want you
I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt me drinking from my broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you
I want you
I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love, they've been without it
And all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades and talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her
She is good to me and there's nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I'd like to be, but it doesn't matter
I want you
I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit, he spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn't that cute to him, was I?
But I did it because he lied and because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side and because I
Want you
I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
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