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Always waiting for you just to cut to the moan
Always waiting for you just to cut to the bone
Cops on the streets
Hot summer streets
Crude summer
Cruel summer
Every night that summer just to steal my babe
Every night that summer just to seal my fate
Groove summer
or
Groove samba
Cruel summer
He is my pride and my pain.
This heat has got right out of hand.
He looks so pretty like a devil
He looks up, grinning like a devil
Hearts on the streets
Hot summer streets
Hot on the street and the penguins are burning.
Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning.
Huts on the streets
Hot summer streets
It's a Blue's Clues summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's a blue, blue summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's a cool (cool), cool summer
Leave a meat here on my own
It's a cool (It's a cool), cool summer
Now you're gone
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
It's a cruel summer at school
It's a cruel summer, it's cool
It's a cruel summer, shampoo
It's a cruel summer, it's cool
It's a cu, cucumber.
It's a cruel, cruel summer.
It's a foolproof saga
It's a cruel cruel summer
It's a glued, glued summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's a good (good) good summer
It's a cruel (cruel) cruel summer
It's a good, good summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's a group
(It's a group), group sauna.
It's a cruel
(It's a cruel), cruel summer.
It's a poo, poo sauna.
It's a cruel, cruel summer.
It's a true blue summer
It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's the truth (true), Crusanna
It's a cruel (cruel), cruel summer
It's the truth, Rosanna.
Leaving me here on my own.
It's the truth, Rosanna.
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
Her name is Gru, Grusandra
or
It's a cool, cool samba
or
It's the truth, truth Rosanna
or
It's the truth, truth Rosanna
It's a cruel, cruel summer
It's too close to caca
or
It's too close for condoms
It's too close for comfort
It's too close to call, but
this heat has my pride out of hand
It's too close for comfort,
this heat has got right out of hand
It's true closed to come from
It's too close for comfort
It’s a Blue’s Clues slumber
It’s a cruel, cruel summer
Say they describe that my friends are away, and I'm on my own.
The city is crowded, my friends are away, and I'm on my own.
Stage voices are saying
Strange voices are saying
Strange boys - they're not saying
Strange voices are saying
Stray noises assay and thou
What disarray, what disarray?
Strange voices are saying
(Ah, what did they say, what did they say?)
The penguins are burning.
The pavements are burning.
They say I'm gay, I understand.
Things I can't understand
Why don't you leave me
Call 'em, call 'em.
Now don't you leave me
Come on, come on.
You're so cool, Ca-sandra.
It's a cruel, cruel summer.
You're so cruel, cruel Simon.
It's a cruel, cruel summer.