text: 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 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 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
  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 chamber maid
  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
  Now your dancing child with the 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
  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