Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - I Want You
Bruce Springsteen - I Want You слова песни
The guilty undertaker sighsThe lonesome organ grinder criesThe silver saxophone saysI should refuse youThe cracked bells and washed out hornsBlow into my face with scornBut its not that wayI wasnt born to lose youI want you I want youI want you so badHoney I want youThe drunken politician leapsUpon the streets where mothers weepAnd the saviors who are fast asleepThey wait for youAnd I wait for them to interruptMe drinking from my broken cupAnd ask me to open upThe gate for youNow all my fathersTheyve gone downTrue loveTheyve been without itBut all their daughtersPut me downcause I dontThink about itWell I return to the queen of spadesAnd talk with my chamber maidShe knows that Im not afraid toLook at herShe is good to me and theresNothing she doesnt seeShe knows where Id like to beBut it doesnt matterNow your dancing child with the chinese suitHe spoke to me I took his fluteNo I wasnt very cute to himWas iBut I did it because he liedBecause he took you for a rideAnd because time was on his sideAnd because iWant you I want youI want you so badHoney I want you