Burning Love ( re-upload from my old channel)Elvis recorded the song at RCA's Hollywood studios on March 28, 1972.
Lyrics: Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul, yeah
Girl, girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire, yeah
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising, yeah
Please, won't you 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
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
It's coming closer
The flames are licking 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
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
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Lyrics: Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul, yeah
Girl, girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire, yeah
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising, yeah
Please, won't you 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
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
It's coming closer
The flames are licking 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
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
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
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- Elvis Presley
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