Lay where you're laying Don't make a sound I know they're watching They're watching All the commotion The kiddy like play Have people talking Talking Yeah Your sex is on fire Back of the alley The breaking of the day head while I'm driving I'm driving Soft lips are open Knuckles are pale Feels like you're dying You're dying Yeah Your sex's on fire consumed with what's to transpire Hot as a fever Rattling bones I can just taste it Taste it If it's not forever If it's just tonight Oh we're still the greatest The greatest The greatest Yeah your sex is on fire Yeah Your sex is on fire consumed with what's to transpire yeah Your sex is on fire consumed with what's to transpire |