the guilty undertake sighs
the lonely organ grinder cries
the silver saxophones say
i should refuse you ...
and the cracked bells and washed out horns
blow into my face with scorn
but not that way ...
i wasn't born to loose you
i want u, i want u
i want u so bad
honey, i want u
the drunken politician leaps
upon the streets 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
now, all my fathers, they're gone down
true love they've been without it
but all their daughters put me down
'cause i dont think about it
well, i return to the Queen of Spades
talk with my chambermaid
she knows that i'm not affraid
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
it doesnt matter
'cause i want you, i want you
i want you so bad
but i want you, i want you
i want you so bad
honey, i want you ...
the lonely organ grinder cries
the silver saxophones say
i should refuse you ...
and the cracked bells and washed out horns
blow into my face with scorn
but not that way ...
i wasn't born to loose you
i want u, i want u
i want u so bad
honey, i want u
the drunken politician leaps
upon the streets 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
now, all my fathers, they're gone down
true love they've been without it
but all their daughters put me down
'cause i dont think about it
well, i return to the Queen of Spades
talk with my chambermaid
she knows that i'm not affraid
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
it doesnt matter
'cause i want you, i want you
i want you so bad
but i want you, i want you
i want you so bad
honey, i want you ...
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