Burning Love (OST "Призраки бывших подружек") (исполнитель: Elvis Presley)

Lord almighty,
 I feel my temperature rising
 Higher higher
 Its 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

 [bad word] closer
 The flames are reaching my body
 Please wont you help me
 I feel like I'm slipping away
 Its hard to breath
 And my chest is a-heaving

 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
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