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, 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