Mark Chesnutt Love In The Hot Afternoon
(Vince Matthews, Kent Westberry)
From somewhere outside I hear
The street vendor cry file' 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 sheet so soon
After love in the hot afternoon.
Chorus:
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 the room
For love in the hot afternoon.
--- Instrumental ---
We got high 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.
Chorus:
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 the room
For love in the hot afternoon...
