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

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 can just taste it
taste it

If it's not forever
If it's just tonight
Oh its still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest