Lyric It Ain t MeBabe - Bob Dylan

Lyric Song It Ain t MeBabe: The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome 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 youI want you
I want you so bad
HoneyI want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you
I want youI want you
I want you so bad
HoneyI want you
Now all my fathersthey ve gone down
True love they ve been without it
But all their daughters put me down
Cause I don t think about it
WellI return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I m not afraid
To look at her
She is good to me
And there s nothing she doesn t see
She knows where I d like to be
But it doesn t matter
I want youI want you
I want you so bad
HoneyI want you
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
He spoke to meI took his flute
NoI wasn t very cute to him
Was I
But I did itthoughbecause he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I
I want youI want you
I want you so bad
HoneyI want you