"Burning Love"

(As recorded by Elvis Presley)
DENNIS LINDEY

Lord almighty, I feel my temperature rising, hmm
Higher, higher, it's burning through to my soul, hmm
Girl, girl, girl, girl, you've gone and set me on fire, hmm
My brain is flamin', I don't know which way to go, yeah.

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love, hmm.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I feel my temperature rising
Help me I'm flamin', I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning, and nothing can cool me, yeah
I just might turn to smoke, but I feel fine, hmm.

'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
Burning love.

(Ah, ah, ah, with burning love.)

It's coming closer, the flames are now lickin' my body
Won't you help me, I feel like I'm slippin' away, yeah
It's hard to breathe, my chest is a-heavin', hmm, hmm
Lord have mercy, I'm burning a whole where I lay, yeah.

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love.

I'm just a hunk-a, hunk-a burning love
I'm just a hunk-a, hunk-a burning love
A hunk-a, hunk-a burning love
A hunk-a, hunk-a burning love
A hunk-a, hunk-a burning love
I'm just a hunk-a hunk-a burning love
I'm just a hunk-a hunk-a burning love
I'm just a hunk-a hunk-a burning love
I'm just a hunk-a hunk-a burning love
I'm just a hunk-a hunk-a burning love.

(c) Copyright 1972 by Combine Music.

- SONG HITS, Summer 1974.

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