A-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
Ev'ry time I call my baby
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
A-well my mom and pop a-told me
Son you gotta make some money
A-if you wanna use the car
To go a-ridin' next Sunday
A-well I didn't go to work
Told the boss I was sick
"Now 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 gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I 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