Burning Love – FAT PROP
Lord almighty
I feel my temperature risin’
Higher and higher
It’s burning through to my soul
Baby, baby, baby
You’re gonna set me on fire
My brain is flamin’
And I don’t know which way to go
‘Cause 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 risin’
Help me, I’m flamin’
I must be a hundred and nine
Burnin’, burnin’, burnin’
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
‘Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
It’s coming closer
The flames are now lickin’ my body
Oh, won’t you help me
I feel like I’m slippin’ away
It’s hard to breath
And my chest is just a-heating
Lord have merci,
I’m burning a hole in me
‘Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love (burning love)
A burning love (burning love)
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burnin’ love