*Burning Love / ElvisPresley*
Lord Almighty, I feel my temperature rising Higher higher It's burning through to my soul Girl, girl, girl You gonna set me on fire My brain is flaming I don't know which way to go
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Your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love
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Ooh, ooh, ooh, I feel my temperature rising Help me, I'm flaming I must be a hundred and nine Burning, burning, burning And nothing can cool me I just might turn into smoke But I feel fine
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Cause your kisses lift me higher Like a sweet song of a choir And you light my morning sky With burning love
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It's coming closer The flames are reaching my body Please won't you help me I feel like I'm slipping away It's hard to breath And my chest is a-heaving
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Lord Almighty, I'm burning a hole where I lay Cause your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love With burning love Ah, ah, burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
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