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From somewhere outside, I hear aStreet vendor cry "filet gumbo"From my window I see him, goingDown the street and he don't knowThat we fell right to sleepIn the damp tangled sheets so soonAfter love in the hot afternoonNow 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 roomFor love in the hot afternoonWe 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 tuneOf Love in the hot afternoon Aus Songtexte Mania