Desire

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, desire
And the fever getting higher
Desire, desire
Burning, burning

She's the dollars
Se'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
At 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

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