The Boomtown Rats — Heres a Postcard

Here she comes walking down the street High-heeled shoes and her miniskirt And her heat It's a summer's day in London All the kids are out on the street It's too hot, it's too hot You get excited Gotta cool down, honey You got that London beat We say, yeah Meanwhile back up Shady Alley Cats and dogs can barely breathe The sky is golden That air is molten The tar is bubbling up beneath your feet You wanna walk? Well, stay cool You wanna walk? Gotta stay cool Ice cream music in the park Ice cream melting in the park You buy your ice cream And you eat your ice cream And the day moves on Like in a passing dream You walk on down You hit the bar Inside the bar are the guys talking to the girls The girls have nothing on and you can see the world You say "Oh my God, amen On days like this it's good to be a man" And the summer keeps on coming And the heat keeps swirling 'round And suddenly the sun in its floating sky Drops just as quick to cooling night You wanna hear the heat? Yeah Are you sure you really wanna feel the heat? Yeah Are you sure you wanna know what it feels like? Yeah Well, it sorta goes something like this Here's a postcard of a summer's day