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 `n` Papa told me
Son, you gotta make some money,if you wantta use the carto go a ridin` 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.
(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 Congressmen and he 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.
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