Lay where you’re laying
Don’t make a sound
I know they’re watching
They’re watching
All the commotion
That kitty loves pain
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
The soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
It feels like you’re dying
You’re dying
And you
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words 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 it’s still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
And you
Your sex is on fire

You
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

And you
Your sex is on fire
And so
Were the words to transpire

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