Letra de Summertime blues

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 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