Let's rock it out now
Well, I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, tryin' to get a date
The 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
Well my mom and pop a-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
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
I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problem to the United Nation
Well I called my congressman and he said quote...
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, yeah
I said there ain't no cure for the summertime blues, yeah
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