Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About taking off summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby to try to get a date
My boss says, “No dice, son, you gotta work late”

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well, mama and papa told me, “Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car to go riding next Sunday”
Well, I didn't go 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 gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Taking two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
Taking all my problems to the United Nations
Well, I called my congressman and he said a quote
“I'd like to help you, son, but you're too young to vote”

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
There ain't no cure for the summertime blues