Bananarama - Cruel Summer

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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
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 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
 
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel,
It's a cruel cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
 
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel,
It's a cruel cruel summer
Now you're gone
 
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
 
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel,
It's a cruel cruel summer
Now you're gone
You're not the only one
 
Submitted by olivia d. on Sat, 16/08/2014 - 17:04
Last edited by Fary on Wed, 04/04/2018 - 17:47
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