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


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
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

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.