Well I'm a gonna raise a fuss
I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar
Well the time'll come,baby
Try to get a date
My boss saya,“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 a ridin' next Sunday”
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 like

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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