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
They're talking
You
Your sex is on fire
The dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
I'm driving
Your Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consoled
Were the words to transpire
Hot of the fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Just taste it
But it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh it's still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
You
Your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consoled
Were the words to transpire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consoled
Were the words to transpire
