Cruel Summer — текст песни (Bananarama)

Hot summer streets
And the pavements are burning
I sit around
Trying to smile but
The air is so heavy and dry
Strange voices are saying
Things I can`t understand
It`s too close for comfort
This heat has got
Right out of hand

CHORUS:
It`s a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It`s a cruel, cruel summer
Now you`re gone

The city is crowded
My friends are away
And I`m on my own
It`s too hot to handle
So I got to get up and go

CHORUS



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