Summer in the City

Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I've been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment Telling strangers personal things Summer in the city, I'm so lonely lonely lonely So I went to a protest just to rub up against strangers And I did feel like coming but I also felt like crying It doesn't seem so worth it right now And the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise At the site of a beautiful woman they feel nothing but Anger, her skin makes them sick in the night nauseaous, nauseaous, nauseaous Summer in the city, I'm so lonely lonely lonely I've been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other women And I tap on their shoulder and they turn around smiling But there's no recognition in their eyes Oh summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage And don't get me wrong, dear, in general I'm doing quite fine It's just when it's summer in the city, and you're so long gone from the city I start to miss you, baby, sometimes When it's summer in the city And you're so long gone from the city I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I start to miss you, baby, sometimes