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Well, I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About taking all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time to go on baby trying to get a date
Boss says, "No date, son, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
When mom and papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some money"
If you want to use the car to go to ride on next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I'm 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
Yeah
Taking two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
Taking all my problems to United Nations
Well, I called my congressman and he said, quote
"I would like to help you, son, but you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues, yeah
Yeah, whoo!
I said there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Yeah