Summertime Blues

Well, I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About a-workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Yeah, every time I call my baby, tryin' to get a date
My boss said, "No dice, son, you got to work late"

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well, my mama and papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car to go ridin' next Sunday"
Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss 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
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I called my congressman and he said, quote
"Glad 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