Hot sun in the city
The symphony is clear
The girls are so pretty
Post card souvenir

I feel it coming on
Hot sun in the city
I feel it coming on
The joints are still ripping

All faces aglow
The hearts are still skipping
Ta ta wayo wayo
I feel it coming on

Hot sun in the city
I feel it coming on
The transistor beaches
Hot tan on white sand

The motel with peaches
It's getting out of hand
I feel it coming on
Hot sun in the city

I feel it coming on