Summertime Blues

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler

About taking off summer just to try to earn a dollar

Every time I call my baby to try to get a date

My boss says, “No dice, son, you gotta work late”

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well, mama and papa told me, “Son, you gotta make some money

If you wanna use the car to go riding next Sunday”

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 gonna do

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Taking two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation

Taking all my problems to the United Nations

Well, I called my congressman and he said a quote

“I'd like to help you, son, but you're too young to vote”

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do

There ain't no cure for the summertime blues