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E A E From somewhere outside, I hear a street vendor cry 'filet gumbo' E A E From my window I see him, going down the street and he don't know E C#m E C#m E That we fell right to sleep in the damp tangled sheets so soon E B E After love in the hot afternoon Bridge: B A E Now the Bourbon street lady, sleeps like a baby in the shadows B A E She was new to me, full of mystery, but now I know E C#m E C#m E That she's just a girl, and I'm just a guy, in a room E B E For love in the hot afternoon E A E We got high in the park, this morning and we sat, without talkin' E A E Then she came back here, in the heat of the day, tired of walkin' E C#m E C#m E Where under her breath, she hummed to herself a tune E B E Of love in the hot afternoon Bridge
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