Joan Jett And The Blackhearts - Summertime Blues lyrics

Well, Im gonna raise a fuss And Im gonna raise a holler About workin all summer Just tryin to earn a dollar Well, I went to my boss Who governs me He said, "No, dice, bud You gotta work late" Sometime I wonder What Im gonna do There aint no cure For the summertime blues Well, my mom and papa told me Now you better earn some money If one of you is gonna go Ridin next Sunday Well, I didnt go to work I told my boss I was sick He said, "You cant use the car Cause you didnt work a lick" Sometime I wonder What Im gonna do There aint no cure For the summertime blues Gonna save two weeks Gonna have a fine vacation Gonna take my problem To the United Nations Well, I went to my Congressman He sent me back a note It said, "I'd like to help you, hon But youre too young to vote" Sometime I wonder What Im gonna do There aint no cure For the summertime blues Now there ain't no cure For the summertime blues Now there ain't no cure For the summertime blues