In the heat of the night when you know it ain’t right But you do what you want to do. You do what you feel but no one can feel like you.
In the summertime city ain’t it a pity There’s so much to tie you down You’re leaving tonight for somewhere you can’t be found
While down at the end of town At a pool hall where they all hang around You can hear them talking â€~bout girls they know Talking â€~bout what they’re gonna do Then you ask yourself: is this where you belong,