Burnin’ Love (Live)

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Burnin’ Love (Live)

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[Verse 1] Lord Almighty I feel my temperature rising, mm Higher and higher It's burnin' through to my soul Baby, baby, baby You're gonna set me on fire, mm My brain is flaming I don't know which way to go [Chorus] 'Cause your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my mornin' sky With burnin' love [Verse 2] Ooh, ooh, ooh I feel my temperature rising, mm Help me, I'm flamin' I must be a hundred and nine Burnin', burnin', burnin' And nothin' can cool me I just might turn to smoke But I feel fine (Burnin', burnin', burnin') [Chorus] 'Cause your kisses lift me higher Like a sweet song of a choir You light my mornin' sky With burnin' love (Burnin' love) Oh, yeah [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] It's comin' close The flames are now lickin' my body Won't you help me? I feel like I'm slippin' away (Oh, yeah, yeah) It's hard to breathe And my chest is just a-heavin' (Oh) Lord, have mercy It's burnin' a hole in me (Woah, yeah), yeah [Chorus] 'Cause your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir, ooh You light my mornin' sky With burnin' love (Burnin' love) With burnin' love (Burnin' love) [Bridge] I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love (Oh) I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love (Oh, yeah) I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love, mm I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love, oh I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love, oh I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love, oh I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love, oh I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love, oh I'm just a hunk, a hunk o' burnin' love Oh, oh Love [Outro] Thank you I'm pretty full of myself, haha Woo Keep those flowers and cards coming, honey And what is your name, sweet one? Taylor Taylor, do you know what you wanna be when you grow up? Mm-mm It's okay, you got time You don't know, it's alright, follow your heart, okay? Okay And make your mother get her own bus, okay? Okay Just in case she wants to go alone Thank you for my flowers, I feel like prom queen These sweet babies, I tell you what, thank you for bringing them That sweet girl When I was her age, ooh They're so much smarter today

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  • Dennis Linde