Cruel Summer

Bananarama · 30 Years Of Bananarama [2012]

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.