Cruel Summer - Bananarama

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

(chorus)

It’s a cruel, cruel summer

Leaving me here on my own

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

(chorus)

You’re not the only one

(chorus)

(Cruel Summer 89 only)

Who can I find while I’m trapped

Here inside these four walls

(chorus ad lib)