Lord, there ain't no cure, for the summertime blues
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
I've got to take my problem, to the United Nations
Oh Lord, I tried to call my baby, I tried to get a date
Well, if you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday"
I've got to take my problem to the United Nations
Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do
Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do
I done told my congressman and he said, "Whoa, take this boy"
I've got to take the weeks I got to have a fun vacation
Well, Lord I didn't go to work I told the boss I was sick he said
Well, my mom and pop told me, "Son you gotta make some money
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
Sometimes I wonder, what I'm a gonna do
Lord, there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
I done told my congressman and he said, "Whoa, take this boy"
I've got to take the weeks, I got to have a fun vacation