Love in the hot afternoon Lyrics
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Love in the hot afternoon Lyricsby Jim Ed Brown & The Browns Buy album CD: Evening [Rca] (Kent Westberry - Vincent Matthews) From somewhere outside I hear the street vendor cry, filet gumbo Through my window I see him going down the street And he don't know. That she fell right to sleep in the damp tangled sheets so soon After love in the hot afternoon Now the Bourbon Street lady sleeps like a baby In the shadows She was new to me full of mystery But now I know She's much more to me than just a girl in the room For love in the hot afternoon. --- Instrumental --- We met in the park this morning and we sat Without talking Then we came back here in the heat of the day Tired of walking Where under her breath she hummed to herself a tune Of love in the hot afternoon. Now the Bourbon Street lady sleeps like a baby In the shadows She was new to me full of mystery But now I know She's much more to me than just a girl in the room For love in the hot afternoon. For love in the hot afternoon...
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