Kings Of Leon
Lyricist: Composer:
Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
Watching
All the commotion
The kiddie like play
Has people talking
Talking
You
Your sex is on fire
Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Ahead while I'm driving
I'm driving
Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
Your'e dying
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With whats to transpire
Hot as a fever
Rattle of bones
I could just taste it
Taste it
But it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest
You
Your sex is on fire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With whats to transpire
You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With whats to transpire