Lay where you're laying Don't make a sound I know they're watching Watching All the commotion The kiddie like play It has people talking Talking You Your sex is on fire The dark 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 dying You Your sex is on fire Consumed With what's to transpire Hot as a fever Rattle of bones I could just taste it Taste it But 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 fire Consumed With what's to transpire And you Your sex is on fire Consumed With what's to transpire