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Bananarama – Cruel Summer – 1983

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    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) 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), cruel summer
    (Leaving me) leaving me here on my own
    It’s a cruel, (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), cruel summer
    (Leaving me) leaving me here on my own
    It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel), cruel summer
    Now you’re goneIt’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’re gone

    You’re always around
    You found yourself
    But now you’re by yourself, waiting for me
    I’m your self
    I am the sun (leaving me)

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