Because misheard lyrics are always funny, and because I went to see them on Saturday so I've been listening to them a lot lately, here is a little amusement for your Tuesday afternoon.
Kings of Leon - Sex on Fire (except . . . not)
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And, in case you're curious, the *actual* lyrics:
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, 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
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
Hee!