Sex on fire – 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 break of the 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
Concerned, with the words 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 it's still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest

You, your sex is on fire
You, your sex is on fire
Concerned, with the words to transpire
And You, your sex is on fire
Concerned, with the words to transpire