I Want You ...

Guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
Silver saxophone say I
I should refuse you
Cracked bells and washed out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
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

Drunken politician leaps
Under the streets where mothers weep
Saviours lying fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt me
Drinking from my broken cup
And ask for me
To open up the gate for you

I want you
I want you
I want you
So bad
Honey, I want you

All my fathers, they've gone down
True love, they live without it
And all their daughters, they still put me down
Because I don't think about it

I returned to the Queen of Spades
Talked with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her
She's good to me
There's nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I would rather be
But that doesn't matter

I want you
I want you
I want you
So bad
Honey, I want you

Dancing child with his shiny suit
He spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn't that cute to him
Was I?
I did it all because
He lied
Because he took you for a ride
Because time was on his side
Because I want you
I want you
I want you
So bad
Honey, I want you