Music Service


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3 May '75 Country


From somewhere outside, I hear a Street vendor cry "filet gumbo" From my window I see him, going Down the street and he don't know That we fell right to sleep In the damp tangled sheets so soon After love in the hot afternoon

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Now the bourbon street lady, sleeps like a baby in the shadows (in the shadows) She was new to me, full of mystery, But now I know (but know I know) That she's just a girl, And I'm just a guy, in a room Full of love in the hot afternoon We got high in the park, This morning and we sat, without talkin' Then she came back here, In the heat of the day, tired of walkin' Where under her breath, She hummed to herself a tune Of Love in the hot afternoon


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