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
Got people talking, talking
And you, your sex is on fire
Down in 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
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what will 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
Consumed with what's to transpire
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
Consumed, I'll consumed
Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound
I know they're watching, they're watching
They're watching