I want you
The guilty undertaker sighsThe lonesome organ grinder criesThe silver saxophones say I should refuse youThe cracked bells and washed-out hornsBlow into my face with scornBut it's not that wayI wasn't born to lose youI want you, I want youI want you so badHoney, I want you.
The drunken politician leapsUpon the street where mothers weepAnd the saviors who are fast asleepThey wait for youAnd I wait for them to interruptMe drinkin' from my broken cupAnd ask for meOpen up the gate for youI want you, I want youYes, I want you so badHoney, I want you.
Now all my fathers they've gone downTrue love they've been without itBut all their daughters put me down'Cause I don't think about it.
Well, I return to the Queen of SpadesAnd talk with my chambermaidShe knows that I'm not afraidTo look at herShe is good to meAnd there's nothing she doesn't seeShe knows where I'd like to beBut it doesn't matterI want you, I want youYes, I want you so badHoney, I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suitHe spoke to me, I took his fluteNo, I wasn't very cute to him - Was I ?But I did though because he liedBecause he took you for a rideAnd because time was on his sideAnd because I ..I want you, I want youYes, I want you so badHoney, I want you.