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 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 politicians leap
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviours 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´ll 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 that she doesn´t see
She knows where I´d like to be
But it doesn´t matter

´Cause I want you, I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
He spoke to me, as I took his flute
No, I wasn´t very cute to him, now was I?
But I did it though because he lied
And because he took you for a ride
And because the time was on his side
And because I

´Cause I want you, I want you
I want you, so bad
Honey, I want you