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Guilty undertaker sighs Lonely organ grinder cries Silver saxophone say I I should refuse you Cracked bells and washed out horns Blow into my face with scorn It's not that way I wasn't born to lose you I want you I want you I want you So bad Drunken politicians leap Under the streets where mothers weep Saviours lying fast asleep They wait for you I wait for them to interrupt me Drinking from my broken cup And ask for me To open up the gate for you I want you I want you I want you So bad All my fathers, they've gone down True love, they live without it And all their daughters, they still put me down Because I think about it I returned to the Queen of Spades Talked with my chambermaid She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her She's good to me There's nothing she don't see She knows where I would rather be But that doesn't matter Dancing child with his shiny suit He spoke to me, I took his flute No, I wasn't that cute to him Was I? I did it all because He lied Because he took you for a ride Because time was on his side Because I want you I want you I want you So bad Get This Ringtone

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