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 It has people talking They're 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 Them knuckles are pale Feels like you're dying You're dying You Your sex is on fire Consumed With what's just transpired Hot as a fever Rattling bones I could 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 And you Your sex is on fire And you Your sex is on fire, ah Consumed With what's just transpired And you Your sex is on fire Consumed With what's just transpired