Slow Hot Wind
Henry Mancini, Norman Gimbel
His gaze swept over me now a slow hot wind
Some day's it's too warm to fight
A slow hot wind
There in the shade like a cool drink waiting
She sat with slow fire in her eyes
Just waiting
Some day's, it's too warm to fight
A slow hot wind
A slow hot wind a slow, slow hot wind
There in the shade like a cool drink waiting
She sat with slow fire in her eyes
Just waiting
Some day's, it's too warm to fight
A slow hot wind
A slow hot wind a slow hot wind
A slow hot wind
