hızlı tempoya sahip, dinleyen insanın kanını kaynatıp buharlaştırmak suretiyle kişiyi öldüren mükemmel bir elvis şarkısı.
lord almighty,
i feel my temperature rising
higher higher
it's burning through to my soul
girl, girl, girl
you gonna set me on fire
my brain is flaming
i don't know which way to go
your kisses lift me higher
like the sweet song of a choir
you light my morning sky
with burning love
ooh, ooh, ooh,
i feel my temperature rising
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 a sweet song of a choir
and you light my morning sky
with burning love
it's coming closer
the flames are reaching 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-heating
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
just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
