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The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
Cracked bells and washed out horns
They blow into my face with scorn
It's not that way, I wasn't born to lose you
Because I want you
I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you
I wait for them to interrupt
I'm drinking from my broken cup
I ask them to open up the gates for you
Because I want you
I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
All my fathers, they go down
True love, they've been without it
And all they do is put me down
'Cause I can't live without it
So I return to the Queen of Spades
I'm a-talkin' with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her
She is so good for me
There's nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I'd like to be, but it doesn't matter
Because I want you
I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
Your dancin' charminist Chinese suit
I spoke to him and I took his flute
No, I wasn't that cute to him, was I?
But I did it because he lied
Because he took you for a ride and well
Just because time was on his side and because I
Because I want you
I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you
I want you
I want you so bad



Авторы: Ron Elliott



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