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