Summertime Blues

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
 Every 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
 Well, my mom and poppa told me
 "Son you gotta make some money
 If you want to use the car
 To go 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"
 Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do?
 But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
 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 congressman and he said
 "Whoa, 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