Summertime Special TOTP2

Phew, what a scorcher!

Greetings, pop pickers. Mark Radcliffe here,

rearranging more musical deckchairs on the esplanade of pop.

Teenage kicking off with The Undertones, and watch out

for some very bad miming on the organ by Mickey Bradley.

# Oh baby, baby what can I do?

# You know you drive me crazy When I'm looking at you

# The summer's really here

# And it's time to come out

# Time to discover what fun is about

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Keep on looking for the girls With their faces all tanned

# Lying on the beaches All covered in sand

# Stretching out their long legs Lying in the sun

# They know they're beautiful Having fun

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Here comes the summer

# Looking for the girls With their faces all tanned

# Lying on the beaches All covered in sand

# Stretching out their long legs Lying in the sun

# They know they're beautiful They're having fun

# Here comes the summer. #

OK, the old Mungo Jerry seasonal favourite now,

made over by two blokes who got ready so quickly they hadn't

time to zip up their bomber jacket or put their dungarees on properly.

And one of them's got his hat on upside down!

Stylistically, a shambles, frankly.

It's a summertime affair!

Shaggy, ha, Rayvon.

Sun and fun in the atmosphere, oh, yes!

# In the summertime When the weather is high

# You can stretch right up And touch the sky

# When the weather is fine You've got women

-# You've got women on your mind

-Sexy ladies on your mind

# I'm going to drive and ride And see what I can find

# Drive and ride and See what I can find

# Now if her daddy's rich Take her out for a meal

# And if her daddy's poor Then do as you feel

# Speeding down the lane Even though the speed limit's 25

# Even though the speed limit is 25

# And when the sun goes down I'll make it with my cutie pie

# Weh me say

# Pretty little women Sexy as can be

# Sweet as a honey Sting like bumble bee

# I say pretty little women Sexy as can be

# Sweet as honey Sting like bumble bee

# It's a summertime affair In the atmosphere

# I'm a love her attire And the clothes that she wear

# Some burn off them with tyre And a draw down a gear

# Some a shine up, some a wax up Not a sign of snare

# Got to be rolling in my Christas That the girls them stare

# This is Shaggy and Rayvon As your ultimate pair

# Taking care of our career So tell the world, beware

# 'Cos it's a brand new selection For your musical ear

# We say what we want And we say what we need

# And we love everybody And we do as we please

# And when the weather is fine

# We go fishin' we go fishin' In the sea

# Weather is fine, We go fishin' in the sea

# We're always happy to live life That's our philosophy.

# Happy to live life That's our philosophy

# Now if her daddy's rich Take her out for a meal

# And if her daddy's poor Then do as you feel

# Speedin' down the lane Even though the speed limit's 25

# Even though the speed limit's 25

# And when the sun goes down I'll make it with my cutie pie

# Sweat a run off her body With her caramel skin

# I'm a smile at her She looked at me and gave me a grin

# I offered her a drink And she said juice and gin

# And as I whispered in her ear I asked how you doin'?

# Where was it that I reside And I told her Brooklyn

# Atmosphere filled with romance Her eyes sparkling

# Just her voice and what She said let my poor head spin

# Raggamuffin Shaggy With a musical swing

# Pretty little woman Sexy as can be

# Sweet as a honey Sting like bumble bee

# I said pretty little woman Sexy as can be

# Sweet as a honey Sting like bumble bee

# In the summertime When the weather is high

# You can stretch right up And touch the sky

# When the weather is fine You've got women

# You've got women On your mind

# You got sexy ladies on your mind

# I'm going to drive and ride And see what I can find

# Drive and ride And see what I can find

# Now if her daddy's rich Take her out for a meal

# And if her daddy's poor Then do as you feel

# Speedin' down the lane Even though the speed limit is 25

# Even though the speed limit is 25... #

Nice dance routine, girls, which is more than you could ever say for this lot.

It's Bananarama, and further dungaree malfunction, this time, for Siobhan.

# 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 saying

# 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 summer

# Leaving me here on my own

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Now you're gone

# The city is crowded

# My friends are away

# And I'm on my own

# It's too hot to handle

# So I got to get up and go

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Leaving me here on my own

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Now you're gone

# You're not the only one

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Leaving me here on my own

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Now you're gone

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Leaving me here on my own

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Now you're gone

# You're not the only one

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Leaving me here on my own

# It's a cruel, cruel summer

# Now you're gone. #

Reliably under-choreographed as ever, the lovable Bananarama.

Bobby Goldsboro now,

with the hairstyle that inspired the Playmobil figures.

# It was a hot afternoon

# The last day of June

# And the sun was a demon

# The clouds were afraid

# 110 in the shade

# And the pavement was steaming

# I told Billy-Ray

# In his red Chevrolet

# I needed time for some thinking

# I was just walking by

# When I looked in her eye

# And I swore it was winking

# She was 31 and I was 17

# I knew nothing about love She knew everything

# But I sat down beside her On the front porch swing

# And wondered what The coming night would bring

# The sun closed her eyes

# As it climbed in the skies

# And it started to swelter

# The sweat trickled down

# The front of her gown

# And I thought it would melt her

# She threw back her hair

# Like I wasn't there

# And she sipped on a julep

# Her shoulders were bare

# And I tried not to stare

# When I looked at her two lips

# And when she looked at me

# I heard her softly say

# I know you're young

# You don't know what to do or say

# But stay with me Until the sun has gone away

# And I will chase The boy in you away

# And then she smiled

# And we talked for a while

# And we walked for a mile To the sea

# We sat on the sand

# And the boy took her hand

# But I saw the sun rise as a man

# Ten years have gone by

# Since I looked in her eye

# But the memory lingers

# I go back in my mind

# To the very first time

# And feel the touch of her fingers

# It was a hot afternoon

# The last day of June

# And the sun was a demon

# The clouds were afraid

# 110 in the shade

# And the pavement was steaming. #

On a set that proves polystyrene tiles can be stylish

as well as practical, Bobby Goldsboro.

It's a classic of its kind, I guess, as is this.

Uber-geeks Martha and the Muffins,

performing in front of a disused wind turbine, for some reason.

# I know it's out of fashion

# And a trifle uncool

# But I can't help it

# I'm a romantic fool

# It's a habit of mine

# To watch the sun go down

# On Echo Beach

# I watch the sun go down

# From nine till five I have to spend my time at work

# My job is very boring, I'm an office clerk

# The only thing that helps me Pass the time away

# Is knowing I'll be back At Echo Beach some day

# On a silent summer evening

# The sky's alive with lights

# A building in the distance

# Surrealistic sight

# On Echo Beach

# Waves make the only sound

# On Echo Beach

# There's not a soul around

# From nine till five I have to spend my time at work

# My job is very boring, I'm an office clerk

# The only thing that helps me Pass the time away

# Is knowing I'll be back At Echo Beach some day

# Echo Beach

# Far away in time

# Echo Beach

# Far away in time... #

All right, Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince next.

Oi, mate, you've left your legs behind!

Now, this is all very wholesome and outdoorsy,

but is it just me or do the kids staring into the camera

in a minute look less cutesy and more Village Of The Damned?

# Summer, summer, summertime

# Time to sit back and unwind

# Here it is, the groove Slightly transformed

# Just a bit of a break from the norm

# Just a little somethin' To break the monotony

# Of all that hardcore dance That has gotten to be

# A little bit out of control It's cool to dance

# But what about the groove That soothes, that moves romance?

# Give me a soft subtle mix

# And if ain't broke Then don't try to fix it

# And think of the summers Of the past

# Adjust the bass And let the alpine blast

# Pop in my CD and let me run a rhyme

# And put your car on cruise And lay back 'cos this is summertime

# Summer, summer, summertime

# Time to sit back and unwind

# Summer, summer, summertime

# Time to sit back and unwind

# School is out And it's a sort of a buzz

# But back then I didn't really Know what it was

# But now I see what have of this

# The way that people respond To summer madness

# The weather is hot and girls are dressing less

# And checking out the fellas To tell 'em who's best

# Ridin' around in your Jeep Or your Benzos

# Or in your Nissan Sitting on Lorenzos

# Back in Philly We be out in the park

# A place called the plateau Is where everybody go

# Guys out hunting And girls doing likewise

# Honking at the honey In front of you with the light eyes

# She turn around to see What you beeping at

# It's like the summer's A natural aphrodisiac

# And with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme

# To hit you and get you equipped For the summertime

# Summer, summer, summertime

# Time to sit back and unwind

# Summer, summer, summertime

# Time to sit back and unwind

# It's late in the day and I ain't been on the court yet

# Hustle to the mall To get me a short set

# Yeah, I got on sneaks But I need a new pair

# 'Cos basketball courts In the summer got girls there

# The temperature's about 88

# Hop in the water plug Just for old times' sake

# Break to ya crib Change your clothes once more

# 'Cos you're invited to a barbecue That's starting at four

# Sitting with your friends 'Cos y'all reminisce

# About the days growing up And the first person you kissed

# And as I think back Makes me wonder how

# The smell from a grill Could spark up nostalgia

# All the kids playing out front

# Little boys messin' round with The girls playing double-dutch

# While the DJ's spinning a tune

# As the old folks dance At your family reunion

# Then six o'clock rolls around

# You just finished Wiping your car down

# It's time to cruise so you Go to the summertime hangout

# It looks like a car show

# Everybody come lookin' real fine

# Fresh from the barber shop or Fly from the beauty salon

# Every moment frontin' and maxin'

# Chillin' in the car They spent all day waxin'

# Leanin' to the side But you can't speed through

# Two miles an hour So everybody sees you

# There's an air of love And of happiness

# And this is the Fresh Prince's New definition of summer madness... #

The temperature's about 88.

Yes, thanks, Will, rub it in, why don't you?

Very much like our family barbecues, that,

everyone standing around watching me dance.

Such fun.

Zoe next. Very Madonna, and what's not to like?

Well, the guitarist, mainly.

# I see you in the darkness

# I see you in light

# I see your eyes shining

# In through the night

# Make me feel, make me feel

# Like I belong

# Don't leave me Don't leave me here

# All alone

# 'Cos your eyes

# Like summer skies

# Bluer than the ocean

# Clearer than the sky

# Sunshine on a rainy day

# Makes my soul, makes my soul

# Trip, trip, trip away

# Sunshine on a rainy day

# Makes my soul, makes my soul

# Trip, trip, trip away

# You touch me with your spirit

# You touch me with your heart

# You touch me in the darkness

# I feel it start

# Make you feel, make you feel

# So unreal

# So unreal

# Like a wind in the desert

# Like a moon on the street

# Sunshine on a rainy day

# Makes my soul, makes my soul

# Trip, trip, trip away

# Sunshine on a rainy day

# Makes my soul, makes my soul

# Trip, trip, trip away.

# Sunshine on a rainy day

# Makes my soul, makes my soul

# Trip, trip, trip away

# Sunshine on a rainy day

# Makes my soul, makes my soul

# Trip, trip, trip away

# Sunshine on a rainy day... #

Zoe on vocals, someone from Spinal Tap on guitar.

OK, Paul Weller, now, with his band, who were actually styled

by the Council, hence the name, and pay attention to some

very unconvincing backing vocals from Steve White on percussion.

And why Mick Talbot's got a banjo is anyone's guess.

# I play out my role

# Why, I've even been out walking

# They tell me that it helps

# But I know when I'm beaten

# All those lonely films

# And all those lonely parties

# But now the feeling is off-screen

# And the tears for real Not acted any more

# I'm all mixed up inside

# I want to run but I can't hide

# However much we try

# We can't escape the truth And the fact is

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# 'Cos I end up hurting you

# One more covered sigh

# And one more glance You know means goodbye

# Can't you see that's why

# We're dashing ourselves Against the rocks of a lifetime

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# 'Cos I end up hurting you

# In my mind different voices call

# What once was pleasure Now's pain for us all

# In my heart only shadows fall

# I once stood proud Now I feel so small

# I don't know whether to laugh or cry

# The long hot summer Just passed me by

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# Shoo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-bop

# I want to run but I can't hide

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# 'Cos I end up hurting

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do

# Don't matter what I do. #

Long hot summer with tinsel. Nice one, Top Of The Pops.

Ah, good.

A bit of half-mast trousers and platform boot action next.

The Rollers in all their knickerbocker glory.

Have you seen the backdrop? Do you see what I've done there?

# The summer sun sitting High in the sky

# And love that's in everyone's eye

# Now the waitin' The anticipating' is over

# Over, over, over

# You feel loose And get out in the sun

# Summer's here And we're going to have fun

# Two weeks are past and at last We can really feel free

# And you can run in the sun

# Having fun with the one That you really love

# Walk in the sand, hand in hand With the boy that you met on vacation

# And on a warm summer night It's all right

# When he says, baby, I love you

# Then boy, oh boy, you're enjoying That summer love sensation

# And you're right on the down of the sea

# On the beach where the gang's going to be

# We can stay there all day Until the fall is over

# Over, over, over

# In the evening he's waiting for you

# And you go to the beach barbecue

# And you'll all have a ball Until dawn

# Come on and run in the sun

# Having fun with the one That you really love

# Walk in the sand, hand in hand With the boy that you met on vacation

# And on a warm summer night It's all right

# When he says, baby, I love you

# Then boy, oh boy, you're enjoying

# That summerlove sensation

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Doo-wop, bee-doo-bee-doo

# Come on and run in the sun

# Having fun with the one That you really love

# Walk in the sand, hand in hand... #

Footwear inspired by Frankenstein,

music inspired by, well, nothing, really.

The Bay City Rollers.

Here's Bryan Adams, now, eking out his meagre showbiz earnings

by looking for scrap metal at his local tip.

# I got my first real six-string

# Bought it at the Five-and-dime

# Played it till my fingers bled

# Was the summer of '69

# Me and some guys from school

# Had a band and we tried real hard

# Jimmy quit, Jody got married

# Should have known We'd never get far

# Oh, when I look back now

# That summer seemed to last for ever

# And if I had the choice

# Yeah, I'd always want to be there

# Those were the best days of my life

# Ain't no use in complainin'

# When you got a job to do

# Spent my evenings Down at the drive-in

# And that's when I met you

# Standin' on your mama's porch

# You told me that You'd wait for ever

# Oh, and when you held my hand

# I knew that it was now or never

# Those were the best days of my life

# Oh yeah

# Back in the summer of '69

# Oh

# Man, we were killin' time

# We were young and restless

# We needed to unwind

# I guess nothin' can last for ever

# For ever, no

# And now the times are changin'

# Look at everything That's come and gone

# Sometimes when I play That old six-string

# Think about you Wonder what went wrong

# Standin' on your mama's porch

# You told me that it'd last for ever

# Oh, and when you held my hand... #

All right, back through the mists of time now,

to before the invention of the sports bra.

It's Sabrina, with a backing band from half from the ranks

of Kool and the Gang and half from the Sisters of Mercy. Very strange.

# Boys, boys, boys

# Boys, boys, boys

# Sun shines down

# So come to town

# Set your body free

# Hold me tight

# My love tonight

# Tell me you believe

# Everybody, summertime love

# You'll remember me

# Everybody, summertime love

# Be my lover, be my baby

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm looking for a good time

# Boys, boys, boys

# Get ready for my love

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm looking for the good time

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm ready for your love

# Stay around

# The sun goes down

# Babe, I'm feeling right

# Take a chance

# With love romance

# Have some fun tonight

# Everybody, summertime love

# You'll remember me

# Everybody, summertime love

# Be my lover, be my baby

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm looking for a good time

# Boys, boys, boys

# Get ready for my love

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm looking for the good time

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm ready for your love

# Boys and girls In the summertime love

# Summertime love On the beach tonight

# Say hey, say you, Say me, say what

# Everybody has got a car

# Don't stop, don't move

# Just get your body in the groove

# I said hey, I said who

# I said me, said you got to get in the groove

# Boys, boys, boys

# In the summertime love In the summertime love

# Boys, boys, boys

# Let the summertime roll Let the summertime roll

# Boys, boys, boys

# In the summertime love In the summertime love

# Boys, boys, boys

# Let the summertime roll Let the summertime roll

# Everybody, summertime love

# You'll remember me

# Everybody, summertime love

# Be my lover, be my baby

# Boys, boys, boys

# I'm looking for a good time

# Boys, boys, boys

# Get ready for my love

# Boys, boys, boys... #

Right, very good. Now put a cardigan on.

This is the British summer we're talking about, Sabrina.

You'll catch your death!

See? Take advice from Terry Hall.

Here's a man who knows the value of practical knitwear.

# Summertime, summertime, summertime

# Summertime, summertime

# Summertime

# And the living is easy

# Fish are jumping

# And the cotton is high

# Your daddy's rich

# And your mum is good looking

# So hush, little baby

# Don't you cry

# Summertime, summertime, summertime

# Summertime, summertime

# One of these mornings

# You're going to rise up singing

# And then you'll spread your wings

# And take to the sky

# Until that morning

# There ain't nothing can harm you

# So hush, little baby

# Don't you cry

# Summertime, summertime, summertime

# Summertime, summertime

# Summertime

# And the living is easy

# Fish are jumping

# And the cotton is high

# Your daddy's rich

# And your mum is good looking

# So hush, little baby

# Don't you cry

# Summertime, summertime, summertime

# Summertime, summertime, summertime

# Don't you cry

# Summertime, summertime, summertime. #

OK, next up, a movie classic.

It's Olivia and John putting an altogether more positive spin

on gang culture.

They're not all looting electrical goods, you know!

# Summer lovin', had me a blast

# Summer lovin', happened so fast

# Met a girl crazy for me

# Met a boy cute as can be

BOTH: # Summer days drifting away

# To, uh oh, those summer nights

# Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh!

# Tell me more, tell me more

# Did you get very far?

# Tell me more, tell me more

# Like does he have a car?

# A-ha, a-ha, a-ha

# She swam by me, she got a cramp

# He ran by me, got my suit damp

# Saved her life, she nearly drowned

# He showed off splashing around

BOTH: # Summer sun, something's begun But, uh oh, those summer nights

# Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh!

# Tell me more, tell me more

# Was it love at first sight?

# Tell me more, tell me more

# Did she put up a fight?

# A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha-ha-ha-ha

# A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha-ha-ha-ha

# Took her bowling in the arcade

# We went strolling, drank lemonade

# We made out under the dock

# We stayed out till ten o'clock

BOTH: # Summer fling don't mean a thing

BOTH: # But, uh oh, Those summer nights

# Tell me more, tell me more

# But you don't gotta brag

# Tell me more, tell me more

# 'Cos he sounds like a drag

# Shoo-doo-bop-bop, shoo-doo-bop-bop

# Shoo-doo-bop-bop, shoo-doo-bop-bop

# Shoo-doo-bop-bop, shoo-doo-bop-bop

# Shoo-doo-bop-bop, yeah

# He got friendly holding my hand

# Well, she got friendly Down in the sand

# He was sweet, just turned eighteen

# Well, she was good, you know what I mean

BOTH: # Summer heat, Boy and girl meet

BOTH: # But, uh oh, Those summer nights

# Tell me more, tell me more

# How much dough did he spend?

# Tell me more, tell me more

# Could she get me a friend?

# It turned colder that's where it ends

# So I told her We'd still be friends

# Then we made our true love vow

# Wonder what she's doin' now

BOTH: # Summer dreams

BOTH: # Ripped at the seams

BOTH: # But, oh

BOTH: # Those summer nights. #

Oh, sweet. And a brilliant song.

Not sure I can make the same claim for this next one.

Nice outfits, lads. Pity the washing powder commercial never came off,

and the singer here, particularly annoying.

Is it Edmund Blackadder?

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba

# There's no use when you can

# Be on the side

# Control your running in the dark

# Term is out

# I don't care about The rest of the year

# This is what I want to do

# The sun is out

# The feeling's right

# It's all up to you

# In the sun

# Summer fun

# In the sun

# Summer fun

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba

# Here I am in a classroom

# I painted my hair

# And I never tell my mom

# Feeling sad

# I don't care about The rest of the year

# 'Cos this is what I want to do

# The sun is out

# The feeling's right

# It's all up to you

# In the sun, summer fun

# In the sun, summer fun

# Come on, baby

# Don't say maybe

# Be my summer girl

# In the sun, summer fun

# In the sun, summer fun

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

# Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba. #

Chris Rea next, with a band hand-picked to provide expert

musicianship and hunky good looks.

Relax, girls. They're spoken for. Chris looks all right.

Well, until you see his my-little-ponytail, that is.

Oh, Chris, how could you?

# Between the eyes of love I call your name

# Behind those guarded walls I used to go

# Upon a summer wind

# There's a certain melody

# Takes me back to the place That I know

# On the beach

# Yeah, yeah

# Down on the beach

# Yeah

# The secrets of the summer I will keep

# The sands of time Will blow a mystery

# No-one but you and I

# Underneath that moonlit sky

# Take me back to the place That I know

# On the beach

# Yeah, yeah

# Oh, down on the beach

# Yeah, down on the beach

# On the beach

# Yeah, yeah

# For ever in my dreams My heart will be

# Hanging on to this sweet memory

# A day of strange desire

# And a night that burned like fire

# Take me back to the place That I know

# On the beach

# Yeah, yeah

# Oh, down on the beach

# Yeah, down on the beach

# On the beach. #

Not ideally dressed for the beach, were they?

Oh, bless, it's the Sundays, next, and no,

that's not a young Janet Ellis of Blue Peter, it's Harriet Wheeler,

and this shot entirely on location on one of Carmen Miranda's old hats.

# Do some people wind up With the one that they adore

# In a heart shaped hotel room It's what a heart is for

# The bubble floats so madly Will it stay sky high?

# Hello, partner Kiss your name bye bye

# Sometime

# Romantic Piscean Seeks angel in disguise

# Chinese speaking girlfriend Big brown eyes

# Liverpudlian lady Sophisticated male

# Hello, partner Tell me love can't fail

# And it's you and me In the summertime

# We'll be hand in hand Down in the park

# With a squeeze and a sigh And that twinkle in your eye

# And all the sunshine Banishes the dark

# Do some people wind up With the one that they abhor

# In a distant hell hole room Third world war

# But all I see is films where A colourless despair

# An angry young men With immaculate hair

# Sometimes

# Get up, a voice inside says

# "There's no time for looking down"

# Only a pound a word And you're talking to the town

# But how do you coin the phrase Though that will set your soul apart?

# Just to touch a lonely heart

# And it's you and me In the summertime

# We'll be hand in hand Down in the park

# With a squeeze and a sigh And that twinkle in your eye

# And all the sunshine banishes the dark

# It's you I need in the summertime

# As I turn my white skin red

# Two peas from the same pod Yes, we are

# Or have I read too much fiction? Is this how it happens?

# How does it happen?

# How does it happen?

# How does it happen? #

Don Henley, now.

This is so good that not even the band's mullets can spoil it.

Mind you, the guitarist could do with calming down a bit.

Look, mate, it's not about you. It's the Don we want.

# Nobody on the road

# Nobody on the beach

# I feel it in the air

# The summer's out of reach

# Empty lake, empty streets

# The sun goes down alone

# I'm driving by your house

# Though I know you're not home

# But I can see you

# Your brown skin shining in the sun

# You got your hair combed back

# And your sunglasses on, baby

# I can tell you my love for you Will still be strong

# After the boys of summer have gone

# I never will forget those nights

# I wonder if it was a dream

# Remember how you made me crazy

# Remember how I made you scream

# Now I don't understand

# What happened to our love

# But babe, I'm going to get you back

# I'm going to show you What I'm made of

# I can see you

# Your brown skin shining in the sun

# I see you walking real slow

# Smiling at everyone

# I can tell you my love for you Will still be strong

# After the boys of summer have gone

# Out on the road today

# I saw a Deadhead sticker On a Cadillac

# A little voice inside my head said

# "Don't look back, You can never look back"

# I thought I knew what love was

# What did I know?

# Those days are gone for ever

# I should just let them go, but

# I can see you

# Your brown skin shining in the sun

# You got the top pulled down

# Radio on, baby

# I can tell you my love for you Will still be strong

# After the boys of summer have gone

# I can see you

# Your brown skin Shining in the sun... #

Cheer up, Don. You've created a cracker, there.

Meanwhile, at the petrol station, all very appealing,

but do they do Nectar points?

Don't worry, dads, those boiler suits don't last long.

# I know you like to wear my dressing gown

# When I'm not there

# I guess you like it in my shoes

# Just 'cos you drive a Maserati

# And the ladies stare

# Don't mean you'll go As fast as I do

# I know it's summer in the city

# And the sun is high

# But you could play it cool again

# 'Cos I've seen you disco dancing

# With your pants on fire

# We need a little tropical rain

# So baby, baby

# Watch the needle When you're heading south

# You drive me crazy

# Just remember you could burn me out

# So get down

# It's been a long, hot summer

# And it's 95 degrees in the shade

# It's only Sunday morning

# And I need that Friday feeling again

# You put me in a fever 50 storeys high

# And suddenly I'm freezing and I don't know why

# It's been a long, hot summer

# And I'm shaking Like a cool lemonade

# If you want to get fresh Get out of my car

# 'Cos the boys like you Are going too fast

# I'm taking my time now

# If you want to fly high, keep out of the sun

# When your fingers start to burn it's no fun

# So why don't you climb down?

# If you want to get fresh then take a cold shower

# Put your back on ice before you turn sour

# Nobody can fool me

# Got a pain in my head And dust in my eyes

# Every time I feel The temperature rise

# I need you to cool me

# I'm partied out of house and home

# So, baby, if you fight me

# How you going to like me

# Runnin' down that Old Kent Road

# So think before you bite me

# How you're going to get back home

# It's been a long, hot summer

# And it's 95 degrees in the shade

# It's only Sunday morning

# And I need that Friday feeling again

# You put me in a fever, 50 storeys high

# And suddenly I'm freezing And I don't know why

# It's been a long, hot summer

# And I'm shaking Like a cool lemonade

# I ricochet around the world

# Drinking pink champagne, it's easy

# Turn the heat too high, It's what I wanted

# But I just can't lie now I'm queasy

# It's been a long, hot summer

# And it's 95 degrees In the shade. #

That's more or less it, then. Enjoy the rest of the summer.

Stay dry, keep warm,

and we'll leave you with the Wash 'n' Go specialists themselves.

You say goodbye, and I say ELO.

No, hang on, I say goodbye, don't I? Goodbye.

# Sun is shinin' in the sky

# There ain't a cloud in sight

# It's stopped rainin'

# Everybody's in a play

# And don't you know

# It's a beautiful new day

# Hey

# Runnin' down the avenue

# See how the sun shines brightly

# In the city on the streets

# Where once was pity

# Mr Blue Sky is living here today

# Hey

# Mr Blue Sky, please tell us why

# You had to hide away

# For so long

# Where did we go wrong?

# Mr Blue Sky, please tell us why

# You had to hide away

# For so long

# Where did we go wrong?

# Hey you with the pretty face,

# Welcome to the human race

# A celebration

# Mr Blue Sky's up there waiting

# And today is the day We've waited for

# Oh

# Mr Blue Sky, please tell us why

# You had to hide away

# For so long

# Where did we go wrong?

# Hey there, Mr Blue

# We're so pleased to be with you

# Look around, see what you do

# Everybody smiles at you

# Hey there, Mr Blue

# We're so pleased to be with you

# Look around see what you do

# Everybody smiles at you

# Mr Blue, you did it right

# But soon comes Mr Night

# Creepin' over

# Now his hand is on your shoulder

# Never mind

# I'll remember you this

# I'll remember you this way

# Mr Blue Sky, please tell us why

# You had to hide away

# For so long

# Where did we go wrong?

# Hey there, Mr Blue

# We're so pleased to be with you

# Look around see what you do

# Everybody smiles at you. #

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