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Saving all my pennies up, trying to get some cigarettes
But that's the way I gotta live
And there's a girl sitting on the bus bench
Yelling at the pigeons as the children chase the sun

It's like a movie but there's never any ending
Summer in the city, world is ending this way
That's why I stay so close to the action
A parade just for my satisfaction

'Cause no one knows the reason for giving us
Summer in the city
You better move, you better dance all night long
'Cause I ain't coming home until the crack of dawn

You better get back, get back
'Cause I can feel my blood pumping all night strong
And I can love the way you wanna live
And I can feel your heart beating next to mine

And I can feel the heat coming up the seat
And it's taking me away
Into a place where nobody else is
And we can be and be together at last

And that boy, well, he done lost his old ball
He'll never be right, he's got no hope at all
That's why I pray that the summer never ends
And we can stay here and walk the city forever

'Cause no one knows the reason for giving us
Summer in the city
You better move, you better dance all night long
'Cause I ain't coming home until the crack of dawn

You better get back, get back
'Cause I can feel my blood pumping all night strong
And I can love the way you wanna live
And I can feel your heart beating next to mine

Saving all my pennies up, trying to get some cigarettes
But that's the way I gotta live
And there's a girl sitting on the bus bench
Yelling at the pigeons as the children chase the sun

It's like a movie but there's never any ending
Summer in the city, world is ending this way
That's why I stay so close to the action
A parade just for my satisfaction

'Cause no one knows the reason for giving us
Summer in the city
You better move, you better dance all night long
'Cause I ain't coming home until the crack of dawn

You better get back, get back
'Cause I can feel my blood pumping all night strong
And I can know the way you're gonna learn
And I can feel your heart beating next to mine

You better get back, get back, get back, get back
You better get back, get back, get back, get back
You better get back, get back, get back, get back
You better get back, get back, get back, get back


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