I'm a gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler About a-workin' all summer just a-trying to earn a dollar Every time I call my baby, try to get a date The boss says no dice son you gotta work a-late Some times I wonder what I'm a gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well my mom and pappa told me son you gotta earn some Money If you wanna use the car to go a riding next sunday Well I didn't got 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
It's gonna take two weeks for I have my vacation, I'm gonna take my problem to the united nations. Well I told my congress man 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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