Lyric Summertime Blues

I m gonna raise a fuss
I m gonna raise a holler
About workin all summer
Just-a trying to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby
And ask her to date
My boss says "Uh duh 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 mama papa 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
So my pa said I was sick
"You can t use the car
Cuz you didn t work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what l m-a gonna do
But there ain t no cure for the summertime blues

I m going to take your wish
Gonna have a fine vacation
l m gonna take my problem
Through the United Nations
Well I called my congressman
And he said to woe
"l d like to help you son
But you re too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what l m-a gonna do
But there ain t no cure
For the summertime blues