The guilty undertaker sighs   The lonely organ grinder cries   The silver saxophones say   I should refuse you      And the cracked bells and washed-out horns   Blow into my face with scorn   But that not 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 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   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   Talk with my chambermaid   She knows that I'm not afraid   To look at her      She is good to me   And there's nothing that she doesn't see   She knows where I'd like to be   It doesn't matter      'Cause I want you, I want you   I want you so bad   But I want you, I want you   I want you so bad   Honey, I want you