Burning Love (Convention Centre, San Anotonio, 4-18-72) Songtext
von Elvis Presley

Lord Almighty
I feel my temperature rising, yeah
Higher an′ higher
It's burning through to my soul, yeah
Girl, girl, girl
You go and set me on fire, mm
My brain is flaming
I don′t know which way to go

Your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
An' you light my morning sky
With burning love


Ooh, ooh, ooh, I feel my temperature rising, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, It must be a 109, ooh
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can help me, help me, help me, oh
I just might turn into flames but I feel fine, yeah

'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love

I′m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I′m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love, baby
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
A hunk, a hunk of burning love
A hunk, a hunk of burning love
A hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, yeah
A hunk, a hunk of burning love
I′m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
I'm just a hunk


"Mercy, thank you"