| I’m gonna raise a fuss
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| I’m gonna raise a holler
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| A-but-a workin' all summer
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| Just-a trying to earn a dollar
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| Every time I call my baby
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| And ask her to date
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| My boss says «Uh duh son
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| You gotta work late»
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| Sometimes I wonder
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| What I’m-a gonna do But there ain’t no cure
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| For the summertime blues
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| Well my mama papa told me
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| «Son, you gotta make some money»
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| If you wanna use the car
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| To go ridin' next Sunday
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| Well, I didn’t go to work
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| So my pa said I was sick
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| «You can’t use the car
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| 'Cuz you didn’t work a lick»
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| Sometimes I wonder what l’m-a gonna do But there ain’t no cure
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| For the summertime blues
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| L’m going to take your wish
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| Gonna have a fine vacation
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| L’m gonna take my problem
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| Through the United Nations
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| Well I called my congressman
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| And he said to woe
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| «l'd like to help you son
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| But you’re too young to vote»
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| Sometimes I wonder what l’m-a gonna do But there ain’t no cure
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| For the summertime blues |