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 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 can 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 And 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