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Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning
I sit around
Trying to smile but the air is so heavy and dry
Strange voices are sayin′ (what did they say?)
Things I can’t understand
It′s too close for comfort, this heat has got right out of hand
It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer
Leavin’ me here on my own
It′s a cruel, (it′s a cruel) cruel summer
Now you’re gone
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
My sisters and I spent the summer of 1984 watching a movie several times. They released The Karate Kid in the middle of that summer. There was a movie theater that showed midnight movies about five miles from our house on Oakland Park Boulevard and 441. While it was summer, getting out of the movie theater at close to 2 am was fairly common for us. We were a collection of night owls.
I don’t remember precisely why we continued to pick that particular showing. We held restaurant jobs where we often worked until 9 pm; that may have been one reason. It might’ve been the discounted ticket prices at midnight, though I honestly don’t remember how much they were. I nostalgically remember watching that movie several times in the theater.