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Posted on August 23, 2007February 9, 2018

Lord 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.

Burning Love by Elvis Presley.

 

 

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