Guilty undertaker sighs
Lonesome organ grinder cries
Silver saxophone says
That I should wait for you
The crack bells and the washed out horns

Blowing into my face with scorn
That´s not the way
I wasn´t born to lose you

I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you
Drunken politicians leap upon the street
While mothers weep
And saviors were fast asleep
They wait for you
I wait for them to read your looks
While drinking 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

I turn to the queen of spades
And talk to my chambermaid
She knows 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 like to be
But it doesn´t matter

I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you

Now you´re dancing child
With his Chinese suit
He spoke to me and I took his flute
I know I wasn´t very cute to him was I
But I did it because you like

Because you took him for a ride
Because the time was on his side
And because
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you