Sex On Fire

Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound I know they're watching, they're watching All the commotion, the kiddie like play Has people talking, talking You, your sex is on fire The dark of the alley, the breaking of day The head while I'm driving, I'm driving Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale Feels like you're dying, you're dying You, your sex is on fire Consumed with what's to transpire Hot as a fever, rattling bones I could just taste it, taste it If it's not forever, if it's just tonight Oh, it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest And you, your sex is on fire And you, your sex is on fire Consumed with what's to transpire And you, your sex is on fire Consumed with what's to transpire