The guilty undertaker sighs,
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The lonesome organ grinder cries,
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The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
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The cracked bells and washed-out horns
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Blow into my face with scorn,
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But it's not that way,
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I wasn't born to lose you.
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I want you, I want you,
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I want you so bad,
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Honey, I want you.
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The drunken politician leaps
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Upon the street where mothers weep
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And the saviors who are fast asleep,
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They wait for you.
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And I wait for them to interrupt
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Me drinkin' from my broken cup
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And ask me to
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Open up the gate for you.
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[Chorus]
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I want you, I want you,
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I want you so bad,
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Honey, I want you.
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Now all my fathers, they've gone down
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True love they've been without it.
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But all their daughters put me down
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'Cause I don't think about it.
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Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
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And talk with my chambermaid.
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She knows that I'm not afraid
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To look at her.
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She is good to me
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And there's nothing she doesn't see.
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She knows where I'd like to be
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But it doesn't matter.
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[Chorus]
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I want you, I want you,
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I want you so bad,
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Honey, I want you.
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Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
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He spoke to me, I took his flute.
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No, I wasn't very cute to him,
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Was I?
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But I did it, though, because he lied
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Because he took you for a ride
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And because time was on his side
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And because I ...
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[Chorus]
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I want you, I want you,
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I want you so bad,
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Honey, I want you.
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I Want You
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| James Blunt |
