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Summertime Blues The Who

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I'm a gonna raise a fuss

I'm a gonna raise a holler

about a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar

ev'ry time I call my Baby

try to get a date

my Boss says No dice, Son,you gotta work late .

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do

but there ain't no cure for the Summertime Blues.

A well my Mom 'n' Papa told me

Son, you gotta make some money,if you wantta use the carto go a ridin' 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.

(I'm gonna) take two weeks gonna have a fine vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations ! Well I called my Congressmen and he 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.