Summertime blues
1. I'm a'gonna raise a
fuss I'm a'gonna raise a holler.
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I've
been workin' all summer just a tryin' a earn a dollar.
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Tried to get the car to go out on a date,
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the boss said "no dice, son, you gotta
work late!"
Sometimes I wonder
what I'm a'gonna do,
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'cause there ain't no
cure for the summertime blues.
2. Well, my mom and
poppa told me,
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"Son,
you gotta earn some money,
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if
you wanna use the car to go riding next Sunday."
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Well I wouldn't go to work, I told the boss
I was sick,
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He said, "you can't use the car cause
you didn't work a lick." + CHORUS
3. Gonna take two
weeks, gonna have a fine vacation.
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Gonna
take my problem to the United Nations.
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I went to my congressman and he said, quote:
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"I'd like to help you, son, but you're
too young to vote." + CHORUS