Summertime Blues

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I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm 
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a-gonna raise a holler
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About a-worki' all summer, just to 
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-try to earn a dollar
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Every time I call my baby, try to 
get a date
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My boss says: No dice son, you 
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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: 
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Son, you gotta make some  money
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If you wanta use the car to go 
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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 
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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 
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have a fine vacation
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I'm gonna take my problem to the 
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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 
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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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