The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophone says 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 politicians leap
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviours who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from that broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you
I want you, I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love, they've been without it
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it
Well, I'll return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her
She is so good to me
And there's nothing that she doesn't see
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter
'Cause I want you, I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
He spoke to me, as I took his flute
No, I wasn't very cute to him, now was I?
But I did it though because he lied
And because he took you for a ride
And because the time was on his side
And because I
I want you, I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you
