Yeah
Lover, I'm on the street
Gonna go where the bright lights
And the big city meet
With a red guitar on fire
Desire
She's a candle burning in my room
Yeah I'm like the needle, needle and spoon
Over the counter with a shotgun
Pretty soon everybody got one
And the fever when I'm beside her
Desire
And the fever getting higher
Desire, desire
Burning, burning
She's the dollars
She's my protection
Yeah she's a promise
In the year of election
Oh sister, I can't let you go
Like a preacher stealing hearts
In a traveling show
For love or money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money
And the fever, getting higher
Desire, desire, desire, desire
Desire, desire