E
Lay where you’re laying, don’t make a sound.
C#m
I know they’re watching, they’re watching.
E
All the commotion, the killing of pain,
C#m
It has people talking, they’re talking.
Chorus:
E Emaj E C#m7 Amaj9
Your, your sex is on fire.
The dark of the alley, the breaking of day.
A head while I’m driving, I’m driving.
Soft lips are open, the knuckles are pale,
Feels like you’re dying, you’re dying.
Chorus:
Your, your sex is on fire.
E Emaj E C#m7 Amaj9
Concerned 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,
Chorus:
Your, your sex is on fire.
And your, your sex is on fire.
Concerned with what’s to transpire.
And your, your sex is on fire.
Concerned with what’s to transpire.
