Текст песни Beach Boys - Summertime Blues, слова песни Beach Boys

Текст песни Beach Boys - Summertime Blues

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I`m gonna raise a fuss, i`m gonna raise a holler
About a workin` all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time i call my baby, and ask 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

Well my mom and pop told me, "son you gotta make some money"
If you want to use the car to go ridin` next sunday
Well i didn`t go to work, told the boss i was sick
"well 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

I`m gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
I`m gonna take my problem to the united nations
Well i called my congressman and he said "whoa!"
"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

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Summertime Blues

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