Idioma Origen:
Lord Almighty, feel my temperature rising.
Higher, higher, it's burning through to my soul.
Girl girl girl, you've gone and 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.
And 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.
Yeah!
I just might turn into smoke, but I feel fine.
Your kisses lift me higher,
like the sweet song of a choir.
And 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,
my chest is a-heaving.
Lord have mercy,
I'm burning a hole where I lay.
Your kisses lift me higher,
like the sweet song of a choir.
And you light my morning sky
with burning love.
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.
A hunk, a hunk of burning love...
Idioma Destino:
Lord Almighty, feel my temperature rising.
Higher, higher, it's burning through to my soul.
Girl girl girl, you've gone and 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.
And 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.
Yeah!
I just might turn into smoke, but I feel fine.
Your kisses lift me higher,
like the sweet song of a choir.
And 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,
my chest is a-heaving.
Lord have mercy,
I'm burning a hole where I lay.
Your kisses lift me higher,
like the sweet song of a choir.
And you light my morning sky
with burning love.
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.
A hunk, a hunk of burning love...