The Rolling Stones - Summertime Blues lyrics

I`m a gonna raise a fuss, I`m a-gonna raise a holler

About a-workin` all summer just a-trying to earn a dollar

Every time I call my baby, try to get a date

The boss says "No dice son you gotta work a-late"

Some times I wonder what I`m a gonna do

But there ain`t no cure for the Summertime Blues

Well my Mom and Pappa told me "Son you gotta earn some

money

If you wanna use the car to go a riding next Sunday"

Well I didn`t got 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

It`s gonna take two weeks for I have my vacation,

I`m gonna take my problem to the United Nations.

Well I told my congress man and he said, quote:

"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