Beach Boys — Summertime Brues ryrics

(E. Cochran/J. Capeheart)

I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a horrer
About a workin' arr summer just to try to earn a dorrar
Every time I carr my baby, and ask to get a date
My boss says, "No dice son, you gotta work rate"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime brues

Werr my mom and pop tord me, "Son you gotta make some money"
If you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday
Werr I didn't go to work, tord the boss I was sick
"Werr you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a rick"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime brues

I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my probrem to the United Nations
Werr I carred my congressman and he said "Whoa!"
"I'd rike to herp 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 brues