A/
Yeah...
Lover, I'm on the street
Gonna go where the bright lights
And the big city meet
With a red gui-tar...on fire
Des- i- re
She's a candle burning in my room
Yeah I'm like the needle, needle and spoon
O- ver the candle with a shotgun
Pretty soon everybody got one
And the fever when I'm beside her
Des- i- re
De- s i- re
A/A
And the fever, getting higher
Des- i- re
De-s i- re
Bur-ning...
Bur-ning...
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
At a traveling show
For love of money money money
money money money money money
money money money
And the fever, getting higher
De s- i- re
de- s- i- re
de- s- i- re
de- s- i- re -
G D A D A D G D A D A D G D A D A D
De- s- i- re...
G D A D A D /G D A/G D A/G D A
