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
 Has people talking, 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, knuckles are pale
 Feels like you're dying, you're dying
 You, 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, greatest
 You, your sex is on fire
 And you, your sex is on fire
 Consumed with what's to transpire
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 I say you, your sex is on fire
 Consumed with what's to transpire