I want you, I want you, I want you so bad, Honey, I want you.
No, I wasnt 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. Now your dancing child with his chinese suit, He spoke to me, I took his flute. Maybe someone can help me here, so Ill just describe the singer and the music video.
She knows where Id like to be But it doesnt matter. And the only lyrics I remembered so far is 'let you go/or Im gonna let you go' thats the last lyrics of the song that Im looking for. She is good to me And theres nothing she doesnt see. She knows that Im not afraid To look at her. Well, I return to the queen of spades And talk with my chambermaid.
But all their daughters put me down cause I dont think about it. Now all my fathers, theyve gone down, True love theyve been without it. And I wait for them to interrupt Me drinkin from my broken cup And ask me to Open up the gate for you. The drunken politician leaps Upon the street where mothers weep And the saviors who are fast asleep, They wait for you. The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn, But its not that way, I wasnt born to lose you. I'm the best form of entertainment I have.The guilty undertaker sighs, The lonely organ grinder cries, The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. One and only broken angel Come and save me, before I fall apart. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely, listen to my heart. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. I've felt awful - awful beyond all - but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me.or that any number of people could enter that room. I've been in a room - I've felt suicidal.
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