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    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 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 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 for me
    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.

    Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
    He spoke to me, I took his flute
    No, I wasn’t very cute to him – Was I ?
    But I did though because he lied
    Because he took you for a ride
    And because time was on his side
    And because I ..
    I want you, I want you
    Yes, I want you so bad
    Honey, I want you.

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