"Desire" by U2

Yeah

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 the candle burning in my room
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

Yeah...And the fever is getting higher
Desire, Desire

Burning...Burning...

She's the dollars
She's my protection
She's the promise
In the year of election
Sister, I can't let you go
I'm like a preacher
Stealing hearts at a traveling show
For the love or money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money

And the fever is getting higher
Desire...	Desire...Desire...Desire, alright!

Desire...Desire...alright!