Elvis Presley
G, Gbm, E, A, C, D
Lord Almighty, feel my temperature rising
Higher and higher, it's burning through my soul
Girl, girl, girl, girl, you're gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming, I don't know which way to go
Yeah, your kisses lift me higher like the sweet song of a choir.
You're like my morning sky, burning love.
Mmm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
I feel my temperature rising.
A healthier flaming, I must be 109.
Burnin', burnin', burnin' and nothin' can cool me
Mmm, I touch my turn in the smoke, but I feel fine
'Cause your kisses lift me higher, like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky with burnin' love
It's coming closer, flames are licking my body
Won't you help me, I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breathe, and my chest is achieving
Lord have mercy, I'm burning the hole where I lay
Yeah, and your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
Burning love
Burning love
It's a hunk a hunk a burning love
It's 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
Just a hunk a hunk a burning love
Get the hunk, the hunk a-burnin' low