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 politician leaps

Upon the streets 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



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 return to the queen of spades

And talk with my chamber maid

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

Now your dancing child with the chinese suit

He spoke to me I took his flute

No I wasn't very cute to him

Was I

But I did it because he lied

Because he took you for a ride

And because time was on his side

And because I

Want you I want you

I want you so bad

Honey I want you