I Want You - The Hollies

The guilty undertaker sighs

The lonely organ grinder cries

The silver saxophones say I should refuse you

The cracked bells and washed-out horns

Blow into my face with scorn

But it’s not that way

I wasn’t born to lose you

I want you, I want you

Oh so bad

Baby, I want you

Once a politician leaves

Upon the street where mothers weep

The saviours who are fast asleep

They wait for you

And I wait for them to interrupt

Me drinkin from my broken cup

And askin me to open up the gate for you

Woh baby I want you

I want you

I want you

Oh, so bad

Baby I want you

Now all my fathers, they’ve gone down

True love they’ve been without it

But all their daughters put me down

'Cause I don’t think about it

Baby I want you

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit

He spoke to me, I took his flute

No, I wasn’t very cute to him now was I

I did it because he lied

Because he took you for a ride

And because time was on his side

And because I want you, baby I want you

I want you