Karaoke Love in the Hot Afternoon Gene Watson

From somewhere outside

I hear the street vendor cry filé gumbo

From 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

That she's just a girl and I'm just a guy in a room

For love in the hot afternoon

We got high in the park this morning and we sat without talkin'

Then we 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

Now the bourbon street lady sleeps like a baby in the shadows

She was new to me and full of mystery but now I know

That she's just a girl and I'm just a guy in a room

For love in the hot afternoon