Here she comes walking with that solar beat.
The sun does funny things,
it's like some prankster's cheat.
I could swear the city's like a magic beach -
cuz against the curb I can hear those street waves beat.
C'mon, darlin. C'mon, darlin!
It feels like heaven.
It feels like heaven.
It feels like heaven,
it's such a problem.
Mid-summer's night,
on a magic beach,
the dreams that come to me,
they don't look out of reach.
In the mirror I can see another face,
and if I sleep tonight I'll wake up in some other place.
C'mon, darlin. C'mon, darlin!
It feels like heaven.
It feels like heaven.
It feels like heaven,
it's such a problem.
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