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From somewhere outside, I hear a street vendor cry "filet gumbo" 
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From my window I see him , going down the street and he don't know 
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That we fell right to sleep in the damp tangled sheets so soon 
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After love in the hot afternoon 
 
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Now the Bourbon street lady, sleeps like a baby in the shadows 
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She was new to me, full of mystery, but now I know 
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That she's just a girl, and I'm just a guy, in a room 
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For love in the hot afternoon 
 

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We got high in the park, this morning and we sat, without talkin' 
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Then she came back here, in the heat of the day, tired of walkin' 
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Where under her breath, she hummed to herself a tune 
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Of love in the hot afternoon 
 
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