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
It has people talking
They're 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
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying

You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired

Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I could just taste it
Taste it
If it's not forever
If it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest

And you
Your sex is on fire

And you
Your sex is on fire ah ah
Consumed
With what's just transpired

And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired