well i’m a- gonna raise a fuss
i’m a- gonna raise a holler
i’ve been a- workin’ all summer just to try to earn a dollar
tried to get the car go out on a date
the 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 well my mom and poppa told me “son you gotta earn some money if you wanna use the car to go riding next sunday” well i wouldn’t go to work i told the boss i was sick he said “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 gonna take two weeks gonna have a fine vacation gonna take my problem to the united nations well i called my congressman 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 to cure for the summertime blues”
junior m.a.f.i.a.-player’s anthem Lyrics
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