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YeahLover, I'm on the street
Gonna go where the bright lights
And the big city meet
With a red guitar on fire
DesireShe'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
DesireAnd the fever getting higher
Desire, desire
Burning, burningShe'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, moneyAnd the fever, getting higher
Desire, desire, desire, desire
Desire, desire