text: Im a-gonna raise a fuss
  Im 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 Im-a gonna do
  But there aint 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 didnt go to work
  Told the boss I was sick
  You cant use the car
  Cause you didnt work a lick
  Sometimes I wonder
  What Im-a gonna do
  But there aint no cure
  For the summertime blues
  Im gonna take two weeks
  Gonna have a fine vacation
  Im gonna take my problem
  To the United Nations
  Well, I called my congressman
  And he said, quote:
  Id like to help you, son
  But youre too young to vote
  Sometimes I wonder
  What Im-a gonna do
  But there aint no cure
  For the summertime blues