(Dennis Linde)      Lord almighty,    I feel my temperature rising   Higher and higher   It's burning through to my soul      Baby, baby, baby   You're gonna set me on fire   My brain is flaming   And 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   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   You light my morning sky   With burning love      It's coming closer   The flames are now licking my body   Won't you help me   I feel like I'm slipping away   It's hard to breathe   And my chest is just a-heaving   Lord, a'mercy   Burning a hole in me      Cause your kisses life 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   I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love   I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love   I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love   I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love   I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love   I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love