I Want You

Guilty undertaker sighs Lonesome organ grinder cries Silver saxophone says That I should wait for you The crack bells and the washed out horns Blowing into my face with scorn That's not the way I wasn't born to lose you I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you Drunken politicians leap upon the street While mothers weep And saviors were fast asleep They wait for you I wait for them to read your looks While drinking from my broken cup And ask me to open up the gate for you I turn to the queen of spades And talk to my chambermaid She knows I'm not afraid to look at her She is good to me And there's nothing that she doesn't see She knows where I like to be But it doesn't matter Now you're dancing, child With his Chinese suit He spoke to me, and I took his flute I know I wasn't very cute to him, was I? But I did it because you like Because you took him for a ride Because the time was on his side And because...