Song Lyrics:
C’mon now
Greed is good
Yeah
Know what I’m saying?
Gimme now
Lover, I’m off the streets
I’m gonna go where bright lights, big city meet
With my red guitar, sometimes vanilla
Desire
She is a candle burning in my room
I’m like a needle, needle and spoon
Over the counter with a shotgun
Pretty soon yo, everybody got one
And the fever is getting higher
Desire
Desire
Guitar
And the fever when I’m beside her
Desire
Desire
Burning, I’m burning baby
Sit down
It’s alright
She is 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 stealing hearts at a traveling show
For love or money
More money
Give me your money, mo money, mo money
Money, more money, more money
And the fever getting higher
Desire
Desire
Desire
Desire
Woo