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Kiss of fire (1952)
- Louis Armstrong
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying And though I see the danger, still the flame grows higher I know I must surrender to your kiss of fire
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Just like a torch, you set the soul within me burning I must go on, I'm on this road of no returning And though it burns me and it turns me into ashes My whole world crashes without your kiss of fire
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I can't resist you, what good is there in trying? What good is there denying you're all that I desire?Since first I kissed you My heart was yours completelyIf I'm a slave, then it's a slave I want to be Don't pity me, don't pity me
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Give me your lips, the lips you only let me borrow Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow I know that I must have your kiss although it dooms me Though it consumes me, your kiss of fire
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I can't resist you, what good is there in trying? What good is there denying you"re all that I desire? Since first I kissed you my heart was yours completely If I'm a slave, then it's a slave I want to be Don't pity me, don't pity me
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Give me your lips, the lips you only let me borrow Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow I know that I must have your kiss although it dooms me Though it consumes me, the kiss of fire
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