 Hot town, summer in the city. Knock them on, that's getting dirty and gritty. Been down, isn't it a pity? Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city. All around, people looking half dead. Walking on the sidewalk, taller than a match head. Walk around this different world. Go out and find a girl. Come on, come on and dance all night. Get out your shoes, it'll be all right. Babe, don't you know it's a pity? The days can be like the nights. In the summer, in the city. In the summer, in the city.