I Want You - Joe Bonamassa

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 scorns

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

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 return to 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 whit 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 toy

I want you so bad

Honey, I want you