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 try 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
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 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:
«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