Текст песни The Who - Summertime Blues
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I`m a gonna raise a fussI`m a gonna raise a hollerabout a workin` all summerjust to try to earn a dollarev`ry time I call my Babytry to get a datemy Boss saysNo dice, Son,you gotta work late.Sometimes I wonder what I`m a gonna dobut there ain`t no cure for the Summertime Blues.A well my Mom `n` Papa told meSon, you gotta make some money,if you wantta use the carto go a ridin` next Sunday,wellI didn`t go to worktold the Boss I was sickNow you can`t use the car,`cause you didn`t work a lick.(I`m gonna) take two weeksgonna have a fine vacationI`m gonna take my problemto the United Nations !WellI called my Congressmenand he quoteI`d like to help you, Son,but you`re too young to vote.Sometimes I wonder what I`m a gonna dobut there ain`t no cure for the Summertime Blues.