(Verse 1) Sun is blazing down upon the pavement, Concrete shimmers in the glaring light. Every shadow’s hiding from the furnace, And we’re waiting for the cooling night! Feel the temperature rising higher, Thermometer is breaking through the glass. The city air is humming like a wire, And summer days are moving much too fast! (Chorus) Oye, listen to the rhythm of the heat! We’re dancing on the sizzling street! With a cool drink in a paper cup, The summer sun is burning us up! ¡Salsa! Let the fever take control, Rhythm burning straight into your soul! (Verse 2) Windows open wide to catch a zephyr, Ice is melting fast inside the glass. Sweat is shining like a golden treasure, Moving to the rhythm of the brass! No use hiding from the August weather, Better step outside and join the crowd. We are locking hands and feet together, Singing out the chorus nice and loud! (Chorus) Oye, listen to the rhythm of the heat! We’re dancing on the sizzling street! With a cool drink in a paper cup, The summer sun is burning us up! ¡Salsa! Let the fever take control, Rhythm burning straight into your soul! (Bridge / Montuno Section - Call and Response) Lead Singer: When the day gets long... Choir: ¡Azúcar! Keep it strong! Lead Singer: Feel the tropical spark... Choir: We'll dance until it's dark! Lead Singer: Let the conga drum roll... Choir: Fire down in the soul! (Piano vamp locks into a heavy montuno groove, building tension as the timbales roll) (Guitar and Horn Solo - Fast, Syncopated Breakdown) (Outro) Hot, hot, summer in the street! Moving your hands, moving your feet! Don't stop the music, let the rhythm beat! (Brass hits a final accented chord on the 4th beat, fading out with lingering percussion)
