Bananarama - 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,) cruel summer 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 here on my own It's a cruel, (it's a cruel,) cruel summer Now you're gone Gonna feel only it was 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 summer Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel, cruel summer Now you're gone Gonna feel only it was 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 Gonna feel only it was 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...