Rico Bernasconi & Ace Of Base - Cruel Summer (Original Club Mix) | Текст песни

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• Cruel Summer (Original Club Mix)

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 (ah, what did they say?)
Things I can't understand
It's too close to 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
You're not the only one
It's a cruel

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