| Am | Am/G | D/F# | F | E |
| Hot town, | summer in the city; | back of my neck getting | burnt and | gritty |
| Am | Am/G | D/F# | F | E |
| Been down, | isn’t it a pity; | doesn’t seem to be a | shadow in the | city |
| E | E7 |
| All around, p | eople looking half dead |
| Am | A |
| Walking on the sidewalk, | hotter than a match head |
| D | G |
| But at night it’s a | different world |
| D | G |
| Go out and | find a girl |
| D | G |
| Come-on come-on and d | ance all night |
| D | G |
| Despite the heat it’ll | be alright |
| Bm | E | |
| And | babe, don’t you | know it’s a pity |
| Bm | E | |
| That the | days can’t | be like the nights |
| Bm | E | |
| In the | summer, in the | city |
| Bm | E | |
| In the | summer, in the | city |
| Cool town, evening in the city; Dressed so fine and looking so pretty |
| Cool cat, looking for a kitty; Gonna look in every corner of the city |
| Till I’m wheezing at the bus stop |
| Running up the stairs, gonna meet you on the rooftop |
| D | G |
| But at night it’s a | different world |
| ... |
| Repeat verse 1 |
| Instrumental break |