Elvis Presley
A, C, D, E, G, Gbm
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