
Ta Ta Wayo Wayo Songtext
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Hot sun in the city
And the symphony is clear
Well the girls are so pretty
Post card souvenirs
And the symphony is clear
Well the girls are so pretty
Post card souvenirs
I feel it coming on
Hot sun in the city
Well 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
The temperature's rising
I feel it coming on
The girls are so pretty
I feel it coming on
Hot sun in the city
I feel it coming on
Hot sun in the city
Well 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
The temperature's rising
I feel it coming on
The girls are so pretty
I feel it coming on
Hot sun in the city
I feel it coming on
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