Hot Night (Acoustic)

It's a hot night
And I don't feel like sleepin
I got too much commotion
Runnin round my mind

Some kind of second sight
I see the meaning of everything
With the fever of the free and easy
In the summertime

Ain't nobody gonna give it to ya
You got to steal it
Ain't nobody gonna live it for ya
So you better feel it

It's a hot night
I hear the dogs in the distance
I hear the men comin down the street
Pickin up the trash

It sounds like a fist fight
Like a squalid existence
But they're singin in the dawnin day
Like nobody asked

Ain't nobody gonna give it to ya
You got to steal it
Ain't nobody gonna live it for ya
You better feel it

It's a hot night
And I don't feel like sleepin
I'm lying next to my lover
And I can hear his dreams

I feel like rising bread
Like a hothouse flower
Like I'm drunk on whiskey sour
Down the street in new orleans

It's a hot night
I'm lying next to my lover
And there's nowhere tomorrow
That I need to get

So I say not quite
Don't take this night away from me
I don't feel like sleeping yet



Credits
Writer(s): Carsie Blanton, Joseph Plowman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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