The guilty undertaker sighs The lonesome organ grinder cries The silver saxophones say I should refuse you The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn, but its Not that way, I wasnt 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 street where mothers weep And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you And I wait for them to interrupt Me drinkin 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 How all my fathers, theyve gone down True love theyve been without it But all their daughters put me down Cause I dont think about it Well, I return to the Queen of Spades And talk with my chambermaid She knows that Im not afraid to look at her She is good to me and theres Nothing she doesnt see She knows where Id like to be but it doesnt Matter I want you I want you Yes I want you, so bad Honey, I want you Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit he Spoke to me, I took his flute No, I wasnt very cute to him, was I? But I did it, because he lied and Because he took you for a ride And because time was on his side and Because I Want you I want you Yes I want you, so bad Honey, I want you