Kings Of Leon
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 the day
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving
Soft lips are open
Them nuckles are pale
Feels like I'm dying, you're dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed with the words you 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 still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest
You
Your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed with the words you transpire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed with the words you transpire
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