Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watchingAll the commotion
The kiddie like play
Has people talking
They're talkingYou, Your sex is on fireDark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
I'm driving
Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dyingYou, Your sex is on fire
Consumed,
With the what's to transpireHot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste itBut it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
You, Your sex is on fire
You, Your sex is on fireConsumed,
With the what's to transpireAnd you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed,
With the what's to transpire
