Well, Im gonna raise a fuss
Im gonna raise a holler
About a working all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar
Well, time I called my baby
Try to get a date
My boss says, no dice son
You gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder
What Im a gonna do
But there aint no cure
For the summertime blues
Oh, well my Mom and Poppa told me, son
You gotta make some money
If you want to use the car
To go ridin next Sunday
Well I didnt go to work
Told the boss I was sick
Well you cant use the car
Cause you didnt work a lick
Sometimes I wonder
What Im a gonna do
But there aint no cure
For the summertime blues
Im gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
Im gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well I called my congressman
And he said, whoa
Id like to help you son
But youre too young to vote
Sometimes I wonder
What Im a gonna do
But there aint no cure
For the summertime blues
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