In the time before the twilight settles on the world
Whoa, you can feel the magic
Dreamin' of someone to hold tight
One more lonely girl, whoa, dances in her attic
Everywhere across the land
In front of their mirrors, with combs in their hands
They prepare to make a stand
Lover-to-lover, woman-to-man, livin' for the–
Small-town, hot summer nights
Radio about to blow, top-down, under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer nights
Riding solo in his front seat, bursting at the seams
Whoa, drivin' by desire, hometown-hero haunts the main street
Dreaming desperate dreams
Whoa, where there's smoke, there's fire
And some believe that love is won
And some of them go like they're under the gun
In between what's already done
And the promise they feel in the evening, to come out for the–
Small-town, hot summer nights
Radio about to blow, top-down, under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer nights
In the end, two hearts will meet
And maybe they'll find whatever they seek
If they can, they'll learn how to keep the faith that they found in the sound of the beat
Out for those–
Small-town, hot summer nights
Radio about to blow, top-down, under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer nights