Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
about a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, and ask 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
#2
Well, my mom and pop told me, 'Son, you gotta make some money
if you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
'Well, 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
#3
I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I called my Congressman and he said, 'Whoa!'
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