The

guil-

ty

un-

der-

ta-

ker

sighs

The

lone-

some

or-

gan

grin-

der

cries

The

sil-

ver

sa-

xo-

phones

say

I

should

re-

fuse

you

The

crac-

ked

bells

and

washed-

out

horns

Blow

in-

to

my

face

with

scorn

But

it’s

not

that

way

I

was-

n’t

born

to

lose

you

I

want

you,

I

want

you

I

want

you,

so

bad

Ho-

ney,

I

want

you

The

drun-

ken

po-

li-

ti-

cian

leaps

Up-

on

the

street

where

mo-

thers

weep

And

the

sa-

viors

who

are

fast

a-

sleep,

they

wait

for

you

And

I

wait

for

them

to

in-

ter-

rupt

Me

drink-

ing

from

my

bro-

ken

cup

And

ask

me

to

O-

pen

up

the

gate

for

you

I

want

you,

I

want

you

Yes

I

want

you,

so

bad

Ho-

ney,

I

want

you

How

my

fa-

thers,

they’vegone

down

True

love

they’ve

been

with-

out

it

But

all

their

dau-

ghters

put

me

down

'Cause

I

don’t

think

a-

bout

it

Well,

I'll

re-

turn

to

the

Queen

of

Spades

And

talk

with

my

cham-

ber-

maid

She

knows

that

I’m

not

af-

raid

to

look

at

her

She

is

good

to

me

And

there’s

no-

thing

she

does-

n’t

see

She

knows

where

I’d

like

to

be

But

it

does-

n’t

mat-

ter

I

want

you,

I

want

you

Yes

I

want

you,

so

bad

Ho-

ney,

I

want

you

Now

your

danc-

ing

child

with

his

Chi-

nese

suit

He

spoke

to

me,

I

took

his

flute

No,

I

was-

n’t

ve-

ry

cute

to

him,

was

I?

But

I

did

it,

be-

cause

he

lied

And

be-

cause

he

took

you

for

a

ride

Uhm,

be-

cause

time

was

on

his

side

And

be-

cause

I

I

want

you,

I

want

you

Yes

I

want

you,

so

bad

Ho-

ney,

I

want