I'm gonne raise a fuss, I'm gonne raise a holler
About workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Well I went to the Boss to get go for date
My boss said no dice, son, you gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Well, my Mom 'n' Papa told me son, you gotta earn some
money
If you wanna use your car, go ridin' next Sunday
Well, I didn't go to work I told the Boss I was sick
He said, now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't works
a lick
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
There sain't no cure for the summertime blues
Gonna take two weeks, gonna have my vacation
Gonna take my problems to the United Nations
Well I went to my congress man
He said, 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