Bananarama - Cruel Summer 1984

Pokaż cały tekst 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
What did they say
Things I can't understand
It's too close for comfort
This heat has got right out of hand

It's a cruel (cruel)
Cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel (it's a cruel)
Cruel summer
Now you've 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

It's a cruel (cruel)
Cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel (it's a cruel)
Cruel summer
Now you've gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel (cruel)
Cruel summer (leaving me)
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel (it's a cruel)
Cruel summer
Now you've gone

[Instrumental Interlude]

It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you've gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel (cruel)
Cruel summer (leaving me)
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel (it's a cruel)
Cruel summer
Now you've gone
You're not the only one

It's a cruel (cruel)
Cruel summer (leaving me)
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel (it's a cruel)
Cruel summer