Lover, I'm off the streets
Gonna go where the bright lights and the big city meet
With a red guitar, on fire
Desire
She's a candle burnin' in my room
I'm like a needle, a needle and spoon
Over the counter with a shotgun
Pretty soon everybody got one
I'm in a fever when I'm beside her
Desire
Burning
Burning, baby
Burning
Burn, huh, oh
She's the dollars, she's my protection
She is a promise in the year of election
Oh, sister, I can't let you go
Like a preacher stealin' hearts at a travellin' show
For the love of money, money
Love of money, money
Love of money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
And the fever, I can't deny her
Desire
Desire
(blabla?)
Money makes the world go round
Makes the world go round
Makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Really?