The Memories
It Was A Hot Afternoon
[Verse 1: Erik]
In a room on a busy street
We were laying there on the dirty sheets
[Chorus: Erik]
On a hot afternoon
The day I became her pick
It was a hot afternoon
The day I first met that chick
[Verse 2: Erik]
In the yard out in East L.A
I was sipping juice on a sunny day
She could plainly see I was in the sun
So she scooped and she took me home
[Chorus: Erik]
On a hot afternoon
The day I became her pick
It was a hot afternoon
The day I first met that chick
Hot afternoon
Oooohh la la la la la la la la
Hot afternoon
Oooohh la la la la la la la la x2