Lyrics to Ta Ta Wayo Wayo
Hot sun in the city
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
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
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