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Hot summer streets |
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And the pavements are burning |
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I sit around |
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Trying to smile |
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But the air is so heavy and dry |
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Strange voices are saying |
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What did they say |
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Things I can't understand |
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It's too close for comfort |
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This heat has got right out of hand |
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(chorus) |
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It's a cruel, cruel summer |
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Leaving me here on my own |
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It's a cruel, cruel summer |
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Now you've gone |
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The city is crowded |
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My friends are away |
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And I'm on my own |
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It's too hot to handle |
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So I got to get up and go |
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(chorus) |
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You're not the only one |
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(chorus) |
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(Cruel Summer 89 only) |
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Who can I find while I'm trapped |
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Here inside these four walls |
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(chorus ad lib) |
