- I Want You

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November 12, 2015Fixed by Glebaslave 

Lyrics

The guilty undertaker cries
The lonesome organ grinder sighs
The silver saxophones say 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 saviours 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

I want you, I want you
Yes, 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 return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
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

I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you

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