Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss
I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About a-working all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar

Everytime I call my baby
Try to get a date
My boss says: no dice son
You gotta work late

Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

Oh well, my mom and papa told me
Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car
To go to ride next Sunday

Oh well, I didn't go to work
Told the boss I was sick
Now you can't use the car
Cause you didn't work a lick

Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

I'm gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problem
To the United Nations

Well, I called my congressman
And he said quote
I'd like to help you, son
But you're too young to vote

Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

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