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 you're dying
You're dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
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 what's just transpired
And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
Sex On Fire Video (MV)
Performed By: Miss Indie Anna
Length: 3:25
Written by: Jared Followill, Matthew Followill, Nathan Followill, Caleb Followill
Miss Indie Anna - Sex On Fire Lyrics
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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 you're dying
You're dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
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 what's just transpired
And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
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 you're dying
You're dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
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 what's just transpired
And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's just transpired
Writer: Jared Followill, Matthew Followill, Nathan Followill, Caleb Followill
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.