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 break 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

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

You,
Your sex is on fire

Your sex is on fire

Consumed with what's to transpire

And you,
Your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire