Lirik Lagu Sex On Fire Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox
Don't Make A Sound
I Know They′re WatchingWatching
All The Commotion
The Kiddie Like Play
It Has People Talking
Talking
You!
Your Sex Is On Fire
The Dark Of The Alley
The Breaking Of Day
Head While I'm Driving
I'm Driving
Soft Lips Are Open
Them Knuckles 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
Rattle Of Bones
I Could Just Taste It
Taste It
If It′s Not Forever
If It's Just Tonight
It′s Still The Greatest
The Greatest
The Greatest
The Greatest
You
Your Sex Is On Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Consumed
With What's To Transpire
You
Your Sex Is On Fire
Consumed
With What′s To Transpire
Your Sex Is On Fire
Your Sex Is On Fire
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