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 Day...
The Head while I'm Driving'
I'm Driving!
Soft Lips are Open;
The 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 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:
You, your Sex is on Fire!
And You, your Sex is on Fire!
Consumed with What's to Transpire...
And You, your Sex is on Fire!
Consumed with What's to Transpire...
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