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Burning Love
Elvis Presley
Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
It's burning through to my soul
Higher higher
Girl, girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
I don't know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
My brain is flaming
You light my morning sky
Like the sweet song of a choir
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
I must be a hundred and nine
Help me, I'm flaming
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
Cause your kisses lift me higher
But I feel fine
And you light my morning sky
Like a sweet song of a choir
With burning love
It's coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
I feel like I'm slipping away
Please won't you help me
And my chest is aIt's hard to breath
I'm burning a hole where I lay
Lord Almighty,
Like the sweet song of a choir
Cause your kisses lift me higher
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Ah, ah, 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
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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