Summertime Blues

I'm a-gonna raise a fuss I'm a-gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer Just-a trying 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 mama and papa told me "Son, you gotta make some money If you wanna use the car To go a-ridin' next Sunday" Well, I didn't go to work Told the boss I was sick "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, 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