Lay where you're laying Don't make a sound I know they're watching They're watching All the commotion The killing of pain Has people talking They're talking You Your sex is on fire 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 And so Were the words to transpire Hot as a fever Rattling 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 by what's to transpire And you Your sex is on fire Consumed by what's to transpire