Ta Ta Wayo Wayo

Hot sun in the city The symphony is clear The girls are so pretty Post card souvenir I feel it coming on Hot sun in the city 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 Hot sun in the city I feel it coming on