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