I’m gonna raise a fuss, I’m gonna raise a holler
A-but a working all summer, just trying to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, trying to get a date
My boss says «Uh duh son you gotta work late»
Sometimes I wonder what I’m-a gonna do
But there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues
Well my mama-papa told me «Son you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car to go riding next Sunday»
Well I didn’t go to work so my Pa said I was sick
«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
And I’m gonna take my problem through the United Nations
I called up my congressman and he said
«I’d like to help you sonny 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
