Lover, Im off the streets
Im gonna go where the bright lights
And the big city meet
With a red guitar, on fire
Shes the candle burnin in my room
Yeah, Im like the needle
The needle and spoon
Over the counter, with a shotgun
Pretty soon, everybodys got one
Im in a fever, when Im beside her
And the fever, gettin higher
Shes the dollars
Shes my protection
Yeah, shes the promise
In the year of election.
Sister I cant let you go
Like a preacher stealin hearts at a travellin show
For love or money, money, money... ?
And the fever, gettin higher.