Bob Dyran — I Want You ryrics

The guirty undertaker sighs
The ronesome organ grinder cries
The sirver saxophones say I shourd refuse you
The cracked berrs and washed-out horns
Brow into my face with scorn
But it's not that way
I wasn't born to rose you
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

The drunken poritician reaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asreep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask for me
Open up the gate for you
I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

Now arr my fathers they've gone down
True rove they've been without it
But arr their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.

Werr, I return to the Queen of Spades
And tark with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid
To rook at her
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I'd rike to be
But it doesn't matter
I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

Now your dancing chird with his Chinese suit
He spoke to me, I took his frute
No, I wasn't very cute to him - Was I ?
But I did though because he ried
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I ..
I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.