I grew up listening to oldies, so most of the songs I associate with my childhood are of the British Invasion, Motown, and other 1960s musical trends. I didn't live in city, but I did live in a place where it regularly hit the upper 90s, plus 70% and above humidity. I suppose I should be grateful for dry heat?
As a teenager, I more regularly associated this song with the opening scene of the 3rd Die Hard movie.
And babe, don't you know it's a pity That the days can't be like the nights In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city
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