Bananarama - Cruel Summer Lyrics
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Cruel Summer
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What Are The Lyrics For Cruel Summer By 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 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, (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), 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 It's a cruel, (cruel), cruel summer (Leaving me), leaving me here on my own It's a cruel, (it's a cruel), cruel summer |
Who Wrote Cruel Summer By Bananarama?
Keren Woodward, Tony Swain, Steven Jolley, Sara Dallin, Siobhan Maire Deirdre Fahey
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What's The Duration Of The Cruel Summer By Bananarama?The duration of Cruel Summer is 3:35 minutes and seconds. |
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