Sex on Fire (Live from Cologne, Germany - February 2009)

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

They're talking

You, oh

Your sex is on fire

The dark of the alley

Breaking of day

The head while I'm driving

I'm driving

Soft lips are open

Knuckles are pale

Feels like you're dying

You're dying

You, oh

Your sex is on fire

Consumed, oh

With what's to transpire

Hot as a fever

Rattling bones

I could just taste it

You taste it

If it's not forever

If it's just tonight

Oh, it's still the greatest

The greatest, the greatest

And you, oh

Your sex is on fire

And you, oh

Your sex is on fire

Consumed, oh

With what's to transpire

And you, oh

Your sex is on fire

Consumed, oh

With what's to transpire