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Cruel Summer

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


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



Cruel Summer / BananaRama

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