Hot Summer

Hot summer in the city
 Wasting all my time
 From the summer district
 Down the 31 line
 Lying next to you
 On a couch that's not mine
 Sleeping in till the sun creeps through the blinds
 And here I stand all alone at the busstop
 Trying to find my way back home
 But I don't know if I should really care
 Coz what's the summer when the summer's being spent all alone
 Hot summer in the city
 Wasting all my time
 From the summer district
 Down the 31 line
 Lying next to you
 On a couch that's not mine
 Sleeping in till the sun creeps through the blinds
 And here I stand all alone at the busstop
 Trying to find my way back home
 But I don't know if I should care
 Coz what's the summer when the summer's being spent all alone
 Badadadadadadadada x4