Burning Love – Elvis Presley

Lord AlmightyFeel my temperature risingHigher, higherIt’s burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl, girlYou gonna set me on fireMy brain is flamingI don’t know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higherLike the sweet song of a choirYou light my morning skyWith burning love
I feel my temperature risingHelp me, I’m flamingI must be a hundred and nineBurning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool meI just might turn into smokeBut I feel fine
‘Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choirAnd you light my morning skyWith burning love
It’s coming closer
The flames are now licking my bodyWon’t you help meFeel like I’m slipping away
It’s hard to breath
And my chest is a-heavingLord, have mercyBurning the hole where I lay
Your kisses lift me higherLike the sweet song of a choirYou light my morning skyWith burning loveWith burning love
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burning loveJust a hunk, a hunk of burning loveJust a hunk, a hunk of burning loveJust a hunk, a hunk of burning loveJust a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning loveJust a hunk, a hunk of burning love