Summertime Blues

I'm a'gonna raise a fuss,

I'm a'gonna raise a holler

I've been working all summer

Just to try and earn a dollar

Well I went to the boss

Said, 'I got a big date.

'The boss said 'No dice, son, you gotta work late'

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a'gonna do

There ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mom and father told me

'Son you gotta earn some money,

If you want to use the car

To go out next Sunday.'

Well I didn't go to work

I told the boss I was sick

He said 'You can't use the car

'cause you didn't work late.'

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a'gonna do

Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.

Gonna take two weeks

Gonna have a fine vacation

Gonna take my problems

To the United Nations

Well I went to my congressman

He said: 'I'd like to help you son,

But you're too young to vote.'

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a'gonna do

Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.