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I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
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About a-worki' all summer, just to try to earn a dollar
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Every time I call my baby, try to get a date
My boss says: No dice son, you gotta work late
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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Well my mom and poppa told me: Son, you gotta make some money
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If you wanta use the car to go a-ridin' next Sunday
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Well I didn't go to to work, told the boss I was sick
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Now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
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I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
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Well I called my Congressman and he said, quote:
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I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
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About a-worki' all summer, just to -try to earn a dollar
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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No there aint no cure for the summertime blues
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