歌手:Bananarama
专辑:《The Very Best of 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
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
Gonna feel only it was
It's a cruel, cruel summer