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 me to 
 Open up the gate for you  
 I want you, I want you 
 I want you so bad 
 Honey, I want you  
 How 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 
 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 it, 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 
 I want you so bad 
 Honey, I want you

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 me to
Open up the gate for you

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

How 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
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 it, 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
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you