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Elvis Presley: Burning Love

Lord almighty, I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher Its burning through to my soul

Girl, girl, girl You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming I dont 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, Im flaming
I must be a hundred and nine Burning, burning, burning
And 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
And you light my morning sky With burning love

Its coming closer The flames are reaching my body Please wont you help me
I feel like Im slipping away Its hard to breath And my chest is a-heaving

Lord almighty, Im burning a hole where I lay Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky
With burning love With burning love Ah, ah, burning love
Im just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

Kaunis kiitos teille rakkaat ystävät ja sukulaiset,
että olitte mukana tekemässä tästä päivästä yhden elämämme ihanimmista.

Kiitos Kidelle tiimeineen tarjoilemisesta, Hanskille musiikista, Lauralle ja Janille kuvista, Henkalle hääautoajelusta, Minnalle kukista, Annelle ja Katjalle meikeistä, kampauksista ja muusta hemmottelusta, Lillelle snapsilauluista, Eerikin Kartanon tiimille kaasonryöstöesityksestä, Tompalle ihanista makuelämyksistä, sekä Lapinkylän leipomolle hääkakuista.

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Suurkiitos isälleni Vesalle, Mia-kaasolle ja bestman-Peterille.

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lisää Elvistä:


I gave a letter to the postman,
He put it his sack.
Bright in early next morning,
He brought my letter back.

She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lovers spat
I write Im sorry but my letter keeps coming back.

So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special d.
Bright in early next morning
It came right back to me.

She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such person, no such so.

This time Im gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand.
And if it comes back the very next day
Then Ill understand - the writing on it

Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone