Lordy 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 109
Burning, burning, burning, and nothing can cool me
I might just turn into smoke, but I feel fine
These are definite hunks a hunks of burning love.
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