Musical Heatwave

Now listen to my story
And sing a long with me

Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin
Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin

When summer comes along
You can hear the children sing the song
When summer comes along
You can see the preacher men drinking rum

Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin
Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin

The breeze starts blowin
You can hear it rustlin through the trees
Youll also hear the [Incomprehensible] sounds
You really, really want to sing along

Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin
Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin

If youre feeling sad and low
Theres one thing that you should know
That even the birds
Are happy to sing along with me

Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin
Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin

Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin
Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin

Its comin, its comin
The musical heatwave, its comin